In the office.
Cheng Ruowei held the cake facing Di Jinye's icy gaze.
The smile on her lips was awkward, and the deliberately ingratiating anxiety became exceptionally difficult because the man before her was her ex-husband.
"Mr. Di, I made the cake myself. You can try it during afternoon tea."
She now deeply regretted that she shouldn't have had such a stiff argument with him yesterday; trying to coax him now was really hard.
"What do you mean? Are you trying to seduce or pity me?"
Di Jinye squinted his eyes and stared at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
He hadn't expected Cheng Ruowei to come to work today, and even less so to bring him a gift.
Ha, she thought a mere little cake could erase her mistake of continuously provoking him yesterday?
"It's neither seduction nor pity, it's an apology."
As expected, Cheng Ruowei knew Di Jinye held grudges very deeply.