Huo Yunting did not reply. He took a look at the melon seeds, and then began to peel them.
Lu Zhaoyang was speechless.
He's really going to eat them.
As expected, you can't expect him to do his job.
"Can I leave first?" Lu Zhaoyang asked helplessly. "Don't forget to sign the documents."
"What's the rush? Finish these first." Huo Yunting pushed the peeled melon seeds to her.
She smiled in puzzlement. "You were peeling eggs in the morning, and now you are peeling melon seeds. Do you really think you can change things like this? If I stabbed you in the gut and then apologize, will you forgive me for it?"
Huo Yunting tightened his grip. When he opened up his palm again, the tiny melon seeds were crushed.
