When she heard her name being called, Fiona was also startled. Then she remembered that she was no longer the same person a few months ago. Then she looked up at Bao Jinghan, looking at her slightly teasing eyes. She quickly calmed down and suppressed the anger in her eyes.
With a look on his face, he walked forward steadily and handed over the sealed document bag in his hand.
But when she saw that plain white hand about to touch the brown bag, she seemed to regret it and shrank back subconsciously.
"What's wrong? There must be a bomb in here!"
Looking at Fiona in amusement, Bo Jinghan stopped taking it and only tapped the tabletop gently with his neatly manicured nails.
However, his gaze fell exactly on the woman, with no intention of looking away.
"No...no! Cynthia...Miss, here is what you told me."
Fiona wanted to dodge the intimidating gaze, but she had no choice. Even if she lowered her eyes and didn't look, she could still feel the harshness of the gaze. There was no way to avoid it, so she had to muster up all her courage to meet Bao Jinghan's gaze.
, handed over a small envelope under the document bag: "I'm sorry, Miss, I received a strange express mail without a name, but after checking it, I didn't find any harmful items in it, so I took the decision to accept it.
.There is also this one that I accepted privately. It was sent by Mr. Lu’s assistant. He named me and asked me to hand it over to you. I originally wanted to ask for your permission, but..."
"It's just that before you had time, the assistant put down the things and left. And that strange express mail was not sent by the express company at all, but someone deliberately wanted to send me a message, right?"
Before Fiona could finish her words, Jinghan Bo continued her words and completely spliced what she wanted to state.
Fiona nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and the expression on her face was extremely guilty, like a child who had done something wrong, and she handled it very well.
It's a pity that Bo Jinghan doesn't accept this trick.
"After the machine has been inspected, it has been proven that there is no problem. Do you think this is enough? Have you taken it apart and seen what it is? Do you know that some dangerous items cannot be detected by the machine? Or, the lesson learned last time is still there.
Not enough, you want to make the same old mistake again, huh?"
The light words almost made Fiona's kneecaps soften.
She subconsciously took a step back, her face flushed, and she shook her head desperately, arguing for herself: "No, Cy... Miss, it's not that I don't care about your comfort, it's just that the express mail only said for you to sign for it.
He put it at the door of our restaurant and left. I, I just called up the camera at the door, and I only saw a vague black shadow. I couldn't see the face at all, and I couldn't identify the person. So, so——
"
"Okay, put the things down. I know who sent them. However, this kind of thing only happens once, and it won't happen next time. If there is a next time, I don't think you should stay by my side. I don't need to do anything.
A fool who can't learn, let alone a guy with an elm head, do you understand?"
"...Yes, Miss."
The early morning glow shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering half of the woman's body.
It made her already pretty face look even more refined.
Looking at her, Fiona involuntarily held back her breath and lowered her sense of presence. She handed over the things in her hands and left in a hurry at her signal.
