Leng Yichen's eyes turned cold as he glanced at Su Ninglu without a word.
Su Ninglu's smile stiffened, "If Yichen does not like it, then forget it. I was just saying."
"Let's just go to the cafeteria," he said indifferently.
Su Ninglu's little schemes were not very clever. The cafeteria was full of Leng's employees, and their appearance together signified something that did not need to be spoken aloud.
In the workplace, the direction of the wind always changes rapidly. What was Su Ninglu's purpose in doing this?
As a newcomer, was she being bullied? If that was the case, it was forgivable.
The two walked into the cafeteria one after the other, with Su Ninglu wishing to hook her arm through the man's, but he casually brushed her off.
She couldn't always be shamelessly clinging to him.
"Yichen, what do you like to eat?"
Su Ninglu's smile was bright as she tilted her head to look at Leng Yichen.
Leng Yichen had little appetite and randomly selected a few dishes.