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Gu Shaoting was taken aback, not expecting Shu Pan to answer like that; he could only mutter, "It's no trouble."
As she saw her colleagues gradually returning from their meals, Shu Pan said, "I have to work now; it's inconvenient. Let's talk about anything else back at home."
"Alright," Gu Shaoting replied, filled with disappointment. Was Shu Pan still very unhappy?
He knew Shu Pan was sulking, but for the life of him, he didn't know how to coax her.
After hanging up the phone, Shu Pan saw Sister Zhao approaching, and the sharp-eyed Zhao immediately noticed the paper bag in her hand that Shu Pan was about to throw away.
"Shu Pan, did you win the lottery? You can afford such expensive takeout? Oh, that's not right; Century Home doesn't do delivery; you have to line up if you want to eat there, right?"