As she suddenly drew close, Huo Shenting naturally leaned back, his tone indifferent yet natural.
"Miss Luo, how could I drive you away, I would only ask you to leave."
Luo Yuzhen frowned, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes. The next second she saw Huo Shenting picking up the office phone on the desk and dialing the internal line.
"Assistant Zhao, come in and take Miss Luo out for lunch."
His tone was firm, with an air of non-negotiability, and Assistant Zhao then walked into Huo Shenting's office, standing properly to the side.
"Miss Luo, please come with me."
Luo Yuzhen looked at Assistant Zhao, an undisturbed expression on her face, calmly rising from her seat, looking at Huo Shenting, her lips slightly curving up.
"Men really are heartless. But seeing you like this now, I still like it."
