Mingdai secretly sized up He Yaonian.
Being tall already gives you an edge in terms of presence, but being mixed-race makes your nose bridge so perfect it could be used as a seesaw. Even AI can't achieve that.
Mingdai admitted that she had little resistance to He Yaonian's face.
She didn't believe that others could resist it either.
"What are you looking at?"
Caught peeping.
Mingdai quickly looked away.
He Yaonian smiled, in a good mood.
"Please sit down."
He Yaonian got up and left his leather executive chair.
He stepped out of his desk and pointed to the sofa not far away.
"Sit down and talk."
Mingdai obediently followed.
He sat down facing He Yaonian.
"What would you like to drink?"
He Yaonian was very thoughtful.
Mingdai shook her head, "I won't drink anymore. I already had a cup of tea while I was waiting for you outside."
Before we could even talk much about work, my bladder started to protest.
He Yaonian ignored her.
He went out and called his assistant.
Not long after.
My assistant brought over a fragrant Chinese breakfast, along with some side dishes.
He Yaonian personally placed it in front of Mingdai.
"Eat breakfast first."
It's not that I don't want to eat anything right now; I just want to talk about cooperation.
Mingdai raised her little face and looked at He Yaonian expectantly.
"Third Uncle, could you please..."
"cannot."
This is so domineering it's outrageous!
But then again...
He Yaonian was doing it for her own good.
"Thank you, Third Uncle."
Mingdai obediently picked up her spoon and slowly ate her breakfast under He Yaonian's watchful eye.
"When you were with Mo Tingchuan before, how did you usually have breakfast?"
He Yaonian's questions were strange and unusual.
Can he cook?
Mingdai felt that He Yaonian was stabbing her in the heart.
"Third Uncle, you know he has no feelings for me. Even if he is a good cook, he would never cook for me."
Perhaps Mo Tingchuan even cooked for Qin Weiwei.
"And what about you? Have you ever cooked for him?"
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