Nian Xiaomu: "…!!!"
Looking at the two pieces of bitter gourd in her bowl, Nian Xiaomu's face turned just as bitter.
She silently cursed him in her heart.
If a dagger-like glare could kill, Yu Yuehan would have been stabbed a hundred times by her already!
While her mind was filled with fury because she had spent a fortune treating Yu Yuehan to lunch, she completely failed to notice that the people around them had been watching them all this time. They were flabbergasted to the point that they almost dropped their chopsticks…
Especially shocked were the people from the public relations department. They had just tried to draw a clear line between Nian Xiaomu and themselves, but they were now kicking themselves for their folly!
The total number of times that Master Han had entered the cafeteria could be counted with the fingers on one hand.