Back in his office, Kang Chen saw the meal laid out on his desk, and his facial expression turned cold.
Huo Er assumed that Kang Chen would certainly not eat this time. He was surprised when Kang Chen silently went over after a moment, sat down and picked up his chopsticks.
Huo Er was ecstatic, almost bursting into tears of joy.
Soon, his phone rang again.
Huo Er answered it, heard the voice on the other end, stole a glance at Kang Chen, covered the phone's mouthpiece, and said, "Reporting to Mr. Chen, it's the Young Madam's call...."
Kang Chen's hand, which was holding a chopstick, halted: "Hang up."
Of course, Huo Er didn't dare to hang up and said, "Young Madam, Mr. Chen...hasn't returned yet."
Ming Mei was furious: "Stop trying to bluff me. If he weren't there, you would've waited for few seconds before telling me that. He doesn't want to answer, right? Stop the nonsense and let him take the phone."
Huo Er shivered, amazed at the Young Madam's sharpness.
