Secretary Chen looked at her delicately pretty face that also bore a hint of cool beauty and steeled his heart, frankly stating, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, the lunch you've been eating...none of it was ordered from the restaurant."
Mo Shiqian lowered his gaze and swept a look over the dishes that had been taken out and laid on the table one by one before raising his head. His eyes landed on the young woman's face as he spoke indifferently, "As a secretary, you can't even handle something as simple as ordering a meal?"
Seeing that the man's expression was as calm as ever and not knowing whether he was angry or pleased, Secretary Chen hesitated for a few seconds before gritting his teeth and saying, "I'm sorry, Mr. Mo...she begged me relentlessly, and I saw that she really put her heart into it...and the food does suit your taste, so I took the liberty of accepting it for you..."
