Wen Zhan cautiously approached the door and asked who it was, the person outside replied that President Wen had ordered lunch to be delivered.
Mu Wanqing carefully opened the door, and indeed it was one of Wen Zhan's bodyguards.
"Madam, here's your lunch. President Wen instructed that while you are temporarily staying here, he will come to pick you up in person once he gets free," the young man respectfully conveyed his boss's instructions while handing over the gourmet meal from the high-end restaurant.
"Okay, thank you." Mu Wanqing smiled as she accepted it and then closed the door.
Ravenous, she didn't allow herself to continue fasting and sat down to eat after entering the room.
Wen Zhan called again, but she didn't pick up.
Three times in succession, she directly hung up on him.
His WeChat message notification sounded; Mr. Wen had sent over a voice message, "What's the matter now? Why are you hanging up on my calls?"