Seeing that Ji Ziming did not mind the breakfast's appearance, Pei Ge spiritedly served it from the food container.
The breakfast in the container already looked horrible from all the rolling on the floor that it had suffered, yet it looked even worse after she had transferred it to the bowls.
"CEO Ji, you go ahead and eat first; I'll go out for a while," she informed him upon placing the noodles and side dishes on the square table.
Ji Ziming, who was sitting in the chair, lifted his eyes to glance at Pei Ge, who was standing beside him, and asked coldly, "What for?"
"Knowing Qitong, she is probably still outside." At the mention of Qin Qitong, a streak of shyness flashed through her eyes.
She really did not know whether she should feel thankful for Qin Qitong's timely arrival or not.
It was really awkward to be seen in such an embarrassing position by others, after all.
"You don't have to care about her." He frowned.
