Qiao En could tell Zhou Jin'an was determined to have a talk with her.
But now, she was somewhat evasive.
The hardest thing for a person isn't facing others, but confronting their own heart.
"Mr. Zhou, I already have plans for the morning, and I need to leave now."
Carrying her small bag, Qiao En still headed towards the door.
However, Zhou Jin'an grabbed her arm, "It's still early, it won't take long. Qiao En, sit down, we really need to talk."
He was very assertive, with that same powerful aura as before, leaving Qiao En with no chance to say no.
Knowing she couldn't resist, Qiao En tactfully went into the kitchen and began to leisurely prepare breakfast.
It was still the tomato and egg noodle soup.
The tomato was peeled and chopped into small dices, oil was heated in a pan, and the tomatoes were fried until the juice came out, then water was added to simmer. In another pot, noodles were cooked.
