Chen Yan looked at Yu Qiao Qiao, whose furrowed brows had now begun to droop, and the distressed look on her face was particularly heart-wrenching.
Chen Yan's brows slightly wrinkled. Was there any way to make her believe that he really had nothing to do with Lu Man?
As Chen Yan gazed at Yu Qiao Qiao, his mind whirred, and gradually an idea formed...
Shortly thereafter, the two of them left the hotel.
Yu Qiao Qiao had intended to head straight for the company.
However, Chen Yan suddenly stopped her, saying, "Qiao Qiao, I'm a bit hungry. Would you accompany me for breakfast?"
"Ah?" Yu Qiao Qiao, who had been lost in thought, was taken aback by Chen Yan's invitation.
Then, reflexively, she said, "It's not another feast, is it?"
She hastily waved her hands. "I don't want to eat. I'll get fat if I eat any more."
Chen Yan: ...
How much harm had his feeding frenzies over the past two months caused this girl?
