Ye Fan glanced at Wei Ziling's beautiful figure, withdrew his gaze, and walked over.
It wasn't until he almost reached the tea table that Wei Ziling noticed Ye Fan. She hurriedly flipped over and sat up, smoothing her messed-up long hair and awkwardly laughed, "Hehe, Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, I..."
"It's alright." Ye Fan waved his hand and smiled lightly.
After adjusting her sitting posture, Wei Ziling asked Ye Fan, "Mr. Ye, how is the terrapin egg with rock sugar and ginseng soup?"
"Not bad, the taste is good, and the effects of the ginseng have come out," Ye Fan nodded.
"So, should I go home now and bring Li Xing over?" Wei Ziling laughed.
"Go ahead," Ye Fan replied.
Wei Ziling immediately stood up with a giggling smile and left the presidential suite with light steps.
After Wei Ziling had left, just as Ye Fan was deciding whether to call for delivery or go to the hotel's dining building himself, a phone call came in.
