Feng Ling didn't realize what she was doing until now.
She was making breakfast in his kitchen?
And made two portions?
She suddenly put down the plate in her hand, turned, and walked out.
Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong?"
"If you want to eat, eat by yourself. I'm not hungry. Time is almost up. I'll call someone to help me unlock the door." She walked straight out.
"Eat breakfast before you go."
"No, I said I'm not hungry."
Li Nanheng held her shoulder and dragged her back. When Feng Ling looked back at him impatiently, he simply said, "Eat breakfast first. I'll call someone to come over and unlock your door, so you don't have to go downstairs to look for security."
Feng Ling glanced at the phone he had placed not far away.
She did not bring her cell phone when she was out of the room last night. Even if she turned to security for help, she didn't know when or whether they could find a reliable keymaker.