Finally, ye Changqing finished his call. He turned around and saw Michelle sitting on the sofa. To resolve the awkwardness, he asked,""Uh, miss mi, didn't you say you were hungry too? Why don't I order delivery? what do you want to eat?" Ye Changqing still didn't look into Michelle's eyes. After asking, he picked up his phone and opened the Meituan take-out app.
Michelle was also quite shy. She flicked her bangs and replied,""Yeah, sure. I ... I'm fine with anything. I'll eat whatever you eat." After saying that, he rubbed his hands on his knees.
"Okay, then I'll take a look. Have a seat first, I'll ... I'll reply to the email first. Someone just called me to rush me." As he spoke, he pointed at the desk behind him.
"En, okay. I'll sit here and wait." Michelle nodded obediently.
