Yu Yanshen's deep-set eyes glanced at him, "How do you know we're going to eat? Didn't you say you didn't hear?"
Secretary Su choked up, unable to speak for a long while.
His pleading eyes fell on Yao Qing as he silently reached back and tugged at the corner of Yao Qing's clothes, signaling for her to save him.
"Well... I guessed it's already past noon, so surely we're going to eat, right?"
Secretary Su had never expected that Yao Qing simply couldn't be bothered to join in the struggle between the secretary and the CEO.
The flattery he had lavished on her before was utterly useless.
She moved forward discreetly, and Yanshen's gaze immediately shifted onto her — and onto Secretary Su's restless hand.
His deep eyes narrowed imperceptibly, "Secretary Su, let's go to lunch together."
A sense of foreboding surged in Secretary Su's heart, "..."