He was a bit worried about his wife at home. After what happened last night, who knows if something else might happen today?
Luo Qiao understood Elder Rong's concern and didn't stay long: "Elder, don't take the bus, get a car to go back quicker."
Normally, Elder Rong would choose the bus, but he realized a taxi would be faster, so he nodded: "Got it, you go eat. I'm leaving."
After watching him walk away, she turned around and went back to the office.
Opening the thermos, the room was filled with a fragrance, all food she loved. Just then, assistant Han Yuxian came in: "Wow, it smells so good, it looks like this lunch was worth it."
Luo Qiao looked up: "Why don't you eat it yourself? Don't let it go to waste."
Pushing the dishes in front of her: "There's plenty sent from home, let's eat together."
Han Yuxian, who was also a foodie, walked over with a smile: "Then I won't be polite."
"Go ahead, don't be shy."
