Dong Cheng sensed the distance in An Yiruo's words. He could tell that An Yiruo only treated him as an ordinary colleague, and even her speech was very formal.
However, Dong Cheng felt that this was a start, since An Yiruo didn't understand him yet and couldn't see his good qualities.
That's fine too. If she had become too close to me from the start, she wouldn't be the An Yiruo I like.
Dong Cheng smiled slightly and returned to his workstation.
"Yi Ruo, you're back. How's Auntie?" Zhang Yuanyuan put her bag on the chair and leaned against An Yi Ruo's desk.
"Yes, the surgery went smoothly, and I was discharged from the hospital yesterday. However, the recovery afterward will still be a troublesome matter. But I think that since we've overcome the most difficult hurdle, everything else is not a problem."
"I also believe that Auntie is a lucky person and will overcome all difficulties!"
"Thank you, Yuanyuan."
"Why are you being so polite with me!"
After a brief conversation, the two went about their respective work.
Lunchtime arrived. Zhang Yuanyuan shut down her computer, sat up straight, and stretched her neck to relax her tense body: "Yi Ruo, where should we eat lunch?"
Zhang Yuanyuan glanced over with a curious look in her eyes, her deep meaning reaching deep into my heart.
“Upstairs!” An Yiruo pointed to the ceiling and said.
"You're such a woman who values romance over friendship, but I like it. Hurry up, don't keep the CEO waiting! The love between handsome men and beautiful women is just so sweet."
An Yiruo gave a wry smile and got up to walk towards the elevator.
"I'm all alone now!" Zhang Yuanyuan sighed to herself as she watched An Yiruo's departing figure.
Just as I was about to get up and leave for the cafeteria with my phone, I heard someone call my name from behind.
"Sister Yuanyuan, want to go eat?" The speaker was Dong Cheng.
"Yeah, what else? What would I do with my meal card during lunch break?"
"Hehe. Where's Sister An? Isn't she with you?"
"She has something to do today. What's wrong?" Zhang Yuanyuan felt that Dong Cheng's warm greetings over the past few days were somewhat unusual, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was unusual.
"It's nothing. Sister Yuanyuan is alone, and I'm alone too. Why don't we go together?"
Dong Cheng's eyes were sincere, and it was impossible to discern any ulterior motives from them alone. Although Zhang Yuanyuan was suspicious, she couldn't find an excuse to refuse. After all, they were colleagues in the same office.
"Okay, let's do it together."
The two went to the restaurant together, and after getting their food, they found an empty seat: "Sister Yuanyuan, what would you like to drink? I'll go buy it."
"Hmm... milk tea, please." If she weren't particularly sleepy, she preferred milk tea to the coffee that high-level white-collar workers always had on hand.
"good."
When Dong Cheng returned, he was holding a cup of milk tea and a cup of fruit tea.
"How much? I'll transfer it to you," Zhang Yuanyuan said, picking up her phone to make the transfer.
"No need, Sister Yuanyuan. Consider it my treat," Dong Cheng said with a smile.
“This won’t do. I can’t let you spend money,” Zhang Yuanyuan insisted on transferring the money, but Dong Cheng refused to accept it no matter what.
"I'll bring you coffee tomorrow morning."
"Actually, Sister Yuanyuan, you don't need to be so polite. It's just a cup of milk tea."
"I don't like owing people anything. Besides, there's no smoke without fire! Tell me, is there anything I can help you with?" Zhang Yuanyuan picked up her chopsticks and fiddled with the food in front of her.
"There is indeed something I need Sister Yuanyuan's help with, but not right now. If I need it in the future, I hope Sister Yuanyuan can help me." Dong Cheng's thoughts were seen through by Zhang Yuanyuan, but he didn't think anything of it. After all, he really wanted to win Zhang Yuanyuan's favor so that she could say a few good words for him to An Yiruo in the future.
"Yes, as long as it's not murder or arson, I'll help as much as I can!" Zhang Yuanyuan said, picking up a bite of food and putting it in her mouth.
"Don't worry, it's definitely not a business involving murder and arson!"
Dong Cheng smiled, finding the cafeteria food taste much better today. He seemed to radiate light all afternoon!
"Dong Cheng, what did you do at noon? You seem so happy!" His colleague sitting next to him couldn't help but gossip when he saw him like this.
"What can we do at noon? Eat, of course!"
"So you had dinner with someone you like?" she asked, glancing at Zhang Yuanyuan with obvious thoughts.
"Don't talk nonsense. I only consider her my older sister and just wanted her to do me a small favor," Dong Cheng hurriedly explained.
After all, he liked An Yiruo, and it wouldn't be good if any other rumors surfaced. Moreover, it would also affect Zhang Yuanyuan's reputation, and he didn't want to be the bad guy!
"Alright, alright, never mind. I really don't understand what's making you so happy?" The colleague shook his head and slid his chair back to his workstation.
On the top floor, outside the CEO's office, An Yiruo stood at the door, hesitating whether to knock.
She didn't know if there were other people inside. If the situation from yesterday happened again, it would be too embarrassing. How would she explain her presence in the CEO's office?
Just as she was hesitating, the door to Mo Jingchen's office opened from the inside out, and a tall figure appeared in front of An Yiruo. This person was none other than Mo Jingchen!
"What are you thinking about? Why don't you go in? Trying to be a doorman?"
“You’re the real gatekeeper!” An Yiruo was slightly unhappy with Mo Jingchen’s words and walked directly into the office past him.
"How did you know I was outside?" After sitting down, An Yiruo looked at Mo Jingchen and asked in confusion.
"There's a security camera at the door, you silly goose!"
"So that's how it is... Who's the little fool!"
"You're so adorably silly!" Mo Jingchen said, then reached out and patted An Yiruo's head.
"You're the silly one," An Yiruo said, clearly unhappy with the nickname, her cheeks puffed out in a huff.
Mo Jingchen smiled indulgently, said nothing more, and went to open the lunchbox on the coffee table.
"Try today's dishes and see if they suit your taste."
Looking at the exquisite dishes in each lunchbox on the table, how could they not suit her taste? Mo Jingchen had clearly ordered the dishes according to her preferences.
Although her palate was a bit...unpleasant, the dishes she ordered were actually quite good. An Yiruo nodded in approval as she ate.
"Eat slowly, it's all yours," Mo Jingchen said affectionately, handing An Yiruo a tissue.
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