Song Yuli: "..."
Seeing Song Yuli's strange expression, Shi Yueshan smiled somewhat embarrassedly.
"Well, it's like this, my son Yu is a workaholic. Sometimes he even forgets to eat because of work. I heard from his dad that he's been busy with an overseas case recently and hasn't had a proper meal for several days. So I was thinking, since you can cook, why don't you make some food for Yu and then personally deliver it to his company and supervise him eating it? What do you say, Ali?"
After saying that, Shi Yueshan looked at Song Yuli with sparkling eyes.
Upon hearing what Shi Yueshan said, Song Yuli suddenly remembered that Nangong Yu had indeed been leaving early and returning late these past few days, and had become quite haggard.
With her cherry lips slightly pursed, a pang of heartache swept through Song Yuli's heart: "Okay."
You should cherish your own man.
Upon hearing this, Shi Yueshan immediately became happy: "Then let's get started quickly, Ali, I'll be your assistant."
...
At the entrance of Quanyu Group.
Song Yuli, holding the insulated food container, stared motionlessly at the towering skyscraper before him, his heart filled with awe.
This building belongs to her husband.
Song Yuli felt that she must have been overflowing with love in her past life and helped God cross the street, which is why God allowed her to meet such a good man as Nangong Yu in this life.
Taking a deep breath, Song Yuli quietly cheered himself up before carrying the insulated box and walking into the gate of Quanyu Group.
Hello, who are you looking for?
The receptionist in the lobby was a young woman. When she saw Song Yuli, she didn't give her a cold shoulder because of his simple clothes. Instead, she smiled politely and gently at him.
Song Yuli returned her a gentle smile: "I'm looking for my old... Nangong Yu."
Originally, Song Yuli was going to say that she was looking for a husband, but then she suddenly realized that the other person didn't know her at all, let alone know who her husband was. So she had to say Nangong Yu's name halfway through her sentence.
Upon hearing this, the receptionist looked at Song Yuli with suspicion.
She had been working at the front desk of Quan Yu for almost a year and had received quite a few people looking for Nangong Yu. However, no one had ever called Nangong Yu's name with such confidence as Song Yuli.
The receptionist hesitated for a moment, then smiled and asked, "Do you have an appointment?"
Song Yuli was surprised: "Do I need to make an appointment in advance to see him?"
The receptionist nodded and said, "Our CEO is very famous, and many people want to see him every day, so you have to make an appointment in advance."
Song Yuli nodded thoughtfully, then reached out and touched himself, only to suddenly remember that he had forgotten to bring his phone in his haste to leave.
His face froze instantly, and Song Yuli felt like crying.
What should she do? She didn't bring her phone; how could she contact Nangong Yu?
That's not the main issue. The main issue is that she doesn't know how effective the insulated food box is. What if the food gets cold by the time she sees Nangong Yu? Wouldn't that mean she'd made a wasted trip?
The receptionist narrowed her eyes slightly as she watched Song Yuli's unpredictable behavior.
Why does this woman suddenly look so familiar to her?
It was as if she had seen it somewhere before.
Recalling what Song Yuli had just said, the receptionist suddenly had a flash of inspiration and looked at Song Yuli with some excitement.
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