Tian Ye glanced at the lunchbox in Su Miaomiao's hand and snorted coldly.
"How unusual, even pig feed is made so exquisite these days? If you won't share, that's just stingy, little girl."
Su Miaomiao didn't hear his words as she put on her heels and was about to head out the door.
Suddenly, she had an idea and called a delivery runner.
Hmph, pig feed doesn't deserve her personal delivery!
Soon enough, the delivery guy delivered the lunch to Dingsheng Group.
Jiangyuan was pacing anxiously outside. Upon receiving the lunch, he quickly knocked on the CEO's office door.
"Mr. Xie, your wife has sent lunch for you."
Glancing at the time, it was almost three o'clock.
Xie Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and signaled Jiangyuan to come in.
"Please have my wife come in and sit."
He unbuttoned two buttons, getting ready to stand up.
"Mr. Xie, your wife is too busy to come over. Fearing that it would delay your lunch, she specifically had it rushed over by a delivery runner."
