He did not wait for Wen Cheng's question and asked her with a smile.
"How is it? The coffee, milk tea, and cake I gave you should taste good, right? On the plane, you only ate half of it. You must be very hungry now, right? Hurry up and eat something to fill your stomach, Yingluo."
Wen Cheng was stunned. She looked at the milk tea and cake on the desk.
Before she could respond, she heard Fu Ling continue.
I'll get someone to send milk tea and cake to your office. As for coffee, don't drink it. It's not healthy. Qingqing, eat this first to fill your stomach. I'll take you out for a big meal tonight.
Wen Cheng's expression was complicated.
She didn't quite understand why Fu Ling was so good to her.
Now, if it was just because of guilt, she felt that he didn't need to do this.
