As the idle people left, Ye Anxin released her grip on the leather chair and carefully opened the lunchbox, releasing an aroma of rice that immediately filled the air.
Ye Anxin took out a compartment of the lunchbox with dishes and placed it on the desk. Then she picked up a piece with her chopsticks and held it to Mu Beiting's mouth, "Uncle, this is a lunchbox I made myself. Try it and see if it tastes good. If not, I'll improve it!"
Mu Beiting glanced down at the dishes in the lunchbox.
A sautéed bok choy, beef with green peppers, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Regardless of the taste, the presentation was appealing and appetizing.
Seeing Mu Beiting just staring at the dishes without acknowledging the piece she held near his mouth, Ye Anxin squinted her eyes and chuckled, "Uncle, eat!"
Gazing into her clear, transparent eyes, Mu Beiting inexplicably opened his mouth and ate the dish she offered.
The way he ate was very refined, with his mouth closed, chewing slowly. Even the act of swallowing looked elegant!
Seeing him eat, Ye Anxin's confidence soared. She continued feeding him while muttering to herself, "Let's eat first, and after eating, drink the soup! The soup was personally made by me! It took me two whole hours! From buying groceries to cooking and stir-frying, it took me almost three hours! I was busy until nightfall! Luckily, I knew you definitely wouldn't be home at this time, otherwise, it would've been a wasted trip!"
Mu Beiting remained silent. Ye Anxin fed him a bite, and he took a bite, his cold gaze fixed on her chattering lips, his deep eyes terrifyingly calm.
Ye Anxin kept talking continuously, and throughout the meal, her chatter was the only thing heard, while Mu Beiting remained silent, eating the food she fed.
Finally, under Ye Anxin's relentless chatter, the lunchbox was finished.
After feeding Mu Beiting, Ye Anxin pulled out a tissue from Mu Beiting's desk, and affectionately wiped away the invisible grease from his mouth. As she wiped, she blinked her big, sparkling eyes and eagerly asked, "Uncle, how was the taste?"
Mu Beiting spoke, answering off-topic, "The wedding is in half a month!"
Ye Anxin quickly waved her small hands, "No, no, no, I said, there's no need for a wedding. A wedding is just a formality. It doesn't matter if there's one or not!"
Mu Beiting patiently spoke again, "Mu Rufeng's wedding is in half a month!"
"Wha... what?" Ye Anxin stared at him in a daze. So, he remembered her? She thought she was just a transparent nobody, they only met once, he was a busy person and surely wouldn't have an impression of her.
If he remembered her, wouldn't he also know why she married him?
Thinking of this, Ye Anxin suddenly felt the awkwardness of a plot seen through!
However, it was just for a moment, and she quickly hid it well!
In any case, the deed was done, the license obtained, there was no turning back! She was going to show those deceitful lovers! She wanted to let them know that she, Ye Anxin, was not someone to be easily bullied.
Mu Beiting pursed his lips, gave her a slight glance without addressing her, curled his right index finger, and lightly tapped on the table. The previously tightly closed office door was immediately opened from the outside by Pete, "What are your orders, President?"