Lu Moqing never expected Qiao Xu to come back. Because the company's reserve price was leaked, the case for that project had to be restarted.
As a person in his position, he couldn't possibly be idle. Even if he had a group of capable and elite people working under him, he couldn't stay idle for too long.
Despite knowing this, Qiao Xu still looked displeased when she saw him working on his laptop while he was sick in bed.
Lu Moqing looked at Qiao Xu in front of him, his face unable to hide his delight and excitement.
Seeing Qiao Xu place the thermos on the table, she said indifferently, "I just made some soup for my grandpa. He couldn't finish it, so he asked me to bring it to you."
Upon hearing these words, the smile on the corner of Lu Moqing's mouth froze for half a second but quickly concealed it.
When he had just seen her come in with something in her hand, he had thought it was specially prepared for him. It turned out that he was just wishful thinking.
