The sky gradually darkened and night fell.
Song Qingyou's work was almost done when she realized Zhuang Wei hadn't left yet.
Just as she looked up, their eyes met.
Zhuang Wei opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak.
Before she could say anything, there was a knock on the door.
The office door was open, and Song Qingyou turned to look.
Yu Muhuai smiled. "May I come in?"
"Of course you can." Zhuang Wei answered first.
"Sorry to bother you."
Yu Muhuai walked in with a few thermal lunch boxes.
"These are the dishes that my fans sent me. I can't finish so much by myself. They put them down and ran away..."
"I see that you haven't gone downstairs yet. You probably haven't had dinner yet. Do you want to eat together?"
There was no rule in the office that forbade people from eating here.
After all, when she was too busy with work, Shen Fei would eat while working.
Song Qingyou nodded." Sure."
