Qiuxiang helped her pull out the chair in front of her, and Han Yixing sat down. It felt like he was interrogating instead of eating, even though the person opposite her who was seven meters away didn't even look at her.
Breakfast was delivered by the car, divided into plates, Chinese, Western, foreign, and even ones she had never seen before, all placed on her side for her to choose from.
Han Yixing came back from being stunned and didn't go to see so many things one by one. He took the plate closest to her and ate casually. She was never picky about what she ate.
And he ate very quickly. He finished it in a few moments, drank another cup of hot milk, ignored the surprise of the servant next to him, thought about it, and shouted: "Mr. Meng Beichen?"
She must talk clearly to him about repaying the money, about her freedom, and about their non-intrusive territory and airspace.[
Just this shout, but it still didn't make him raise his head.
She frowned and was too lazy to waste her voice. She stood up and walked towards him, "Mr. Meng Beichen, I have something to talk to you."
As she spoke, she pulled a chair aside and sat down next to him.
Meng Beichen raised his head and looked at her expressionlessly, "What's the matter?" He thought that the two of them should be in harmony with each other. Did she compromise so quickly?
"Why are you so serious?" She said with some disdain, but then she nodded and said to herself: "That's right, what we are going to talk about now is very serious."
Meng Beichen twitched the corner of his mouth and returned his gaze to the paper, "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. I'm going to the company right away."
Although my father has personally taken over a lot of work for the so-called honeymoon after marriage, he does not want to go on a honeymoon with this woman.
"I think we need to go to the study to discuss it in detail."
Meng Beichen raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "Why are you so eager to pull me into the room?"
Han Yixing felt embarrassed and his face turned red, "Mr. Meng Beichen, please don't misunderstand me, okay? First, I have absolutely no interest in a perverted uncle like you; second, what I want to talk to you about is
It’s about us not violating each other.”
She told him seriously, not caring that his face was already stinky. Anyway, he was the one who teased her first, so she wouldn't be afraid of him.