Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Zheng Yan felt like giving herself a slap the moment she finished her sentence.
At this point in time, no one cared if she liked to eat fruit pie; the most important thing right now was that Mo Yongheng had actually apologized to her, which was really bizarre!
He even specially ordered her dessert as a form of apology.
Compared with the apology which she had silently held in the entire day, Mo Yongheng’s apology appeared to be very straightforward and sincere.
Zheng Yan snapped back to her senses and waved her hands frantically.
“Don’t say that, I was in the wrong first and I shouldn’t have scolded you for being a traitor. I admit that I had a slight prejudice toward you, and I promise not to behave in this manner in the future. Let’s share this fruit pie!”
As Zheng Yan spoke, she picked up the fork and sliced the fruit pie into two.
However, she froze in place the moment she started to cut the pie.
It was a strawberry and pineapple pie; the red and yellow of the two different fruits formed a really nice combination.
The most crucial thing was, the two fruits just happened to be her favorite …
Was this a coincidence?
She seemed to have noticed Mo Yongheng giving a special instruction when he was ordering the fruit pie just now.
She had not taken any notice of what he said, as she had initially thought that he had ordered it for himself and was actually pondering why a grown man like him would have a sweet tooth.
Zheng Yan was completely stunned now that she found out that he had ordered her favorite fruit pie with a combination of her favorite fruits.
Her mind turned blank. She froze in her actions for a long time, all while staring at the duo-colored fruit pie that had been cut into half.
It seemed as though she did not know which half of the pie she should share with Mo Yongheng since she loved both flavors.
“I don’t like sweet food, you can have it.”
As Mo Yongheng sat down, he reached out for the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
After he said the simple sentence, he did not intentionally look at Zheng Yan anymore and instead turned around to discuss Mo Corporation’s work matters with Nian Xiaomu.
Nian Xiaomu had just joined the company, and it would definitely be against Mo Kun’s wish if she produced good results at work.
There were many things that they had to guard against. Mo Yongheng, who had been working for the Mo Corporation during the past few years, was the only one who could help Nian Xiaomu evade these hazards in the shortest period of time.
Zheng Yan could not get a word in edgeways and could only eat her fruit pie in silence.
She did not have a filling meal earlier on as she was thinking of how she should apologize to Mo Yongheng.
Now that she happened to have her favorite fruit pie to herself, she proceeded to heartily devour the entire pie in a few mouthfuls.
Satisfied, she licked the corner of her lips.
She met Mo Yongheng’s indifferent gaze the moment she lifted her head.
She was taken back.
There wasn’t any expression on his face as he merely took a cold glance at her, then looked at the empty plate in front of her.
“You can order another one if you feel like having more.”
“No need, I am full. I will grow fat if I have any more of it!” Zheng Yan rubbed her tummy and replied.
She had eaten too much and her belly was about to show.
When Mo Yongheng heard this, he knitted his brows and seemed to disagree that she was fat. However, he did not say anything else.
He turned around to ask Nian Xiaomu if she had had her fill.
Nian Xiaomu was jotting down the important points that he had mentioned in her notebook. When she heard what he was asking halfway through her note taking, she looked up and stared at him blankly.
‘You guys can continue to chat, I am busy, please ignore me’ was written on her entire face.
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Mo Yongheng and Nian Xiaomu had to return to the office after the four of them were done with their meal. However, Fan Yu was free and could take Zheng Yan back home.
“Actually, I don’t want to trouble you. I can flag a cab and return on my own.”
