Ji Yao looked at the breakfast she was holding with acute disappointment. It was originally meant for Lu Jincheng, but now it seemed that he didn't need it anymore.
Moreover, Lu Jincheng already had someone to care for him. Why should she play the fool?
With this thought, she couldn't help but smile bitterly and headed to where the assistant rested.
The assistant had just woken up not long before and was startled by Ji Yao's sudden entrance, quickly standing up.
"What's the matter, Miss Ji?"
Ji Yao intended to speak, but her throat felt as if it were lined with blades, and she couldn't utter a single word, simply shaking her head instead.
"It's nothing. I just bought an extra breakfast and thought you might not have eaten either, so I brought it for you. President Lu isn't well, and you have been taking good care of him."
Ji Yao's words surprised the assistant, who couldn't tell if Ji Yao was sincere or had an ulterior motive.
