The next day, Mu Chen ate breakfast early and went to the company.
Whether it was intentional or not, Rong Shang didn't see him at all when she woke up.
She went out briefly last night, intending to return to Shengqing Restaurant to look for the man.
Or, what is his name?
Unfortunately, nothing was gained.
She seemed somewhat absent-minded until morning, which the old lady noticed, and subconsciously assumed it was because of Mu Chen.
So, at noon, she had the chef prepare a meal, packed it up, and asked Rong Shang to take it to the company for Mu Chen.
Clearly, this is meant to create opportunities for them to spend time together.
Rong Chang was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.
This old lady is truly a divine helper!
Okay, I don't have anything else to do anyway.
Rong Shang set off in the car driven by her family's driver.
Upon arrival, she was escorted to the CEO's office on the 33rd floor.
As she stepped out of the elevator and onto the smooth surface, she heard mutterings coming from both sides.
They probably all recognized her.
Ignoring her, Rong Shang carried the food bag in one hand and put the other hand on the staff member's arm.
Before long, Mu Chen's voice could be heard coming from inside; they had arrived at the office door.
After the people around him informed Mu Chen, the glass door to the office opened.
"Madam President, you want to—"
"You go ahead and do your work, I'll go in by myself."
"Oh well."
...
Raise your hand.
Rong Shang groped her way forward and slowly walked in.
Mu Lian was sitting on the sofa to the right, drinking coffee.
Her expression changed as soon as she saw Rong Shang arrive.
Her little mouth pouted, looking quite displeased.
"Second brother, why is she here?"
Mu Chen looked up from his computer screen, his deep gaze falling on that beautiful figure. Without saying a word, he buried himself in his work.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Lian frowned, somewhat annoyed.
Mu Lian's foot, which was hidden by the glass table, quietly stretched out; she originally intended to trip her.
But as soon as she heard her voice, she stopped coming this way.
"Honey, Grandma asked me to pack some food for you."
Not daring to be too obvious, Rong Chang stopped at a slight angle, about half a meter away from the desk.
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Lian chimed in, "My second brother has already eaten his fill."
"..."
Ignoring her, Rong Shang looked in a certain direction and asked with a slight smile, "Honey, have you eaten yet?"
pause.
The surrounding area was unusually quiet.
The only sound was the tapping of fingers on the keyboard.
"Heh." Mu Lian couldn't help but chuckle.
The next second, Mu Chen looked up at Rong Shang and said, "Put it down."
"Oh." Rong Shang nodded, and that was the end of it.
The original owner didn't come here very often, so he probably wasn't very familiar with the terrain.
If she simply walked over and placed the lunchbox on his desk, Mu Lian would probably pick a fight with her soon.
But she stood there, and Mu Chen waited for a long time without seeing her.
He frowned and looked at her. "Are you planning to stand there like a statue?"
"..." She smiled, reminding him, "I can't see."
"He can't see and yet he's always running around aimlessly. Doesn't he care about bothering others?" Mu Lian couldn't help but complain from the side.
Rong Shang thought that her words must have expressed what Mu Chen was thinking.
But she glanced in his direction, intentionally or unintentionally.
But he remained expressionless, his thin, slightly red lips moved slightly, and he even reminded me, "At the two points on your right side."
"Oh." Rong Shang smiled. "Thank you, husband."
I'm so grateful you didn't lie.
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