"Mr. Ning, you're here, please take a seat!"
When Huo Qiuran saw Ning Fan being seated by the maid, she was as delighted as a young woman, completely lacking the usual aloofness and dominance she displayed in front of her subordinates, and very enthusiastically pulled out a chair for Ning Fan. After he sat down, she began to enthusiastically introduce the dishes on the table.
The maid standing behind her was dumbfounded, having never seen Huo Qiuran act this way before. In that moment, her heart was filled with shock, unsure who this Mr. Ning was to receive such attention from Huo Qiuran.
"There's no need for the seat of honor, I'm not here to eat. Your complexion looks quite good. You didn't use the excuse of being ill to trick me into coming, did you?"
Ning Fan's tone was cold, and he spoke bluntly.
It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, drenching Huo Qiuran completely.
