When Yang Zekun called, Cheng Anya was about to go to the cafeteria to eat with her colleague. Ning Ning slept and woke up late today. Therefore, he did not make lunch for her.
Cheng Anya declined her colleague's invitation and went down.
The black Lamborghini was parked below the MBS tower. Yang Zekun held a big bouquet of roses and leaned against the car's door, smiling lightly and gently.
Feeling embarrassed, Cheng Anya ran over with small steps. "Senior, why are you here?"
She was really embarrassed as he even brought such a big bouquet of roses. It was lunchtime. There were MBS employees walking in and out of the building, looking at them in surprise and ambiguity.
She could guarantee that rumor would exist everywhere.
It was no secret that Yao Hua and MBS had been competing for many years. They usually competed secretly, but in public, they seemed like they stayed in their own lane.