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It's simply a matter of wanting to or not.
Hearing this, Song Yan silently stabbed her fork into the peeled hard-boiled egg, a move that startled her assistant Han next to her, who instinctively felt the urge to protect his own "eggs."
His seat was already awkward enough, facing his boss who had a stormy look on his face, and next to him was Miss Song, whose moods were unpredictable...
They formed an unstable triad, what business was it of his, a weak group member!
While Han Yao was contemplating making up some excuse to slip away, Song Yan made a new move.
She held out the fork with the hard-boiled egg on it to Gu Chenxiao, tilted her head, and with a slight lift of her chin, said, "President Gu, need a little nourishment?"
"..."
The table fell silent.
Gu Chenxiao's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the egg in front of him and spoke in an extremely flat tone, "Give it to him, he needs it."
The 'him' he referred to was naturally Qin Wang.