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"I can eat by myself," Ye Qingcheng looked slightly embarrassed, feeling the strange gazes from the people in the restaurant, and whispered, "Let me down."

"You don't have the right to eat by yourself," he was domineering as always, "everything you have is mine, and you are not allowed to do anything without my permission."

"..."

Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to open her mouth obediently.

In fact, this meal was about breakfast, but it turned out that it was all according to Ye Qingcheng's taste. The taste was heavy, and Dongfang Shijin didn't eat much.

At this time, there are still many meals in the dining car that have not been moved.

"Master, do you want to order something that suits your taste?"

Ma Zai took a look, and the food in the dining car did not meet Dongfang Shijin's taste at all.

Dongfang Shijin didn't answer, Ma Zai brought a plate of delicate French soufflé to the table.

Because after some time, Souffle's appearance collapsed a bit.

It stands to reason that the baked souffle should be tasted as soon as possible, because it will collapse in 20 to 30 minutes. Its advantage is that the taste is as light as a cloud, and the mouth seems to be full of frankincense.

Like an ethereal and beautiful dream, it is fleeting if you don't pay attention.

Dongfang Shijin only cares about feeding Ye Qingcheng, so it is conceivable that the current appearance of the souffle is not as elegant as when it was just baked.

Dongfang Shijin arrogantly handed the spoon to Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng had something on his mind, but he didn't want to anger Dongfang Shijin at this moment, so he took the spoon and started feeding.

Dongfang Shijin curled his lips slightly, it was rare for this woman to be so obedient.

Ye Qingcheng carelessly scooped up the soufflé that had collapsed more than half, and suddenly——

A silver Bugatti stopped in front of the main entrance, and the doorman opened the door for the owner.

Shiny leather shoes, slender and neat trousers.

Wearing a black professional suit and a white shirt, his eyebrows and eyes are resolute and mature.

A man with the appearance of a consul walked over to report something. There was no superfluous expression on the man's face, and he nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a woman dressed in a dark burgundy professional dress with a nude bottoming shirt inside, her breasts looming, and high heels of the same color, a woman dressed as a typical professional woman walked beside him, saying what.

Ye Qingcheng's whole mind went "boom" and he froze.

Lu Yunshen.

How could he be here... why did he come suddenly?

What should I do now...

In case he saw her...

What about Lu Jingshen? !

Is it behind too?

Ye Qingcheng glanced quickly. After Lu Yunshen and his assistant Su Qin got off the car, the Bugatti was directly driven to the parking lot by the doorman.

There is no depth of field.

What about Lu Jingshen? !

She wanted to rush up and ask, but...

The spoon rubbed against Dongfang Shijin's tall nose.

Chocolate sauce stained his skin and brushed his lips.

"Woman, what are you doing?!"

There was a sudden pain in the chin, and Dongfang Shijin stared at her suddenly fascinated eyes, obviously displeased.

Is this damn woman in a trance?

Ye Qingcheng immediately came back to his senses, his face was slightly pale, he could only turn his head away, trying not to make any sound——

Lu Yunshen and Su Qin walked straight through the hall and walked towards the elevator.

"The president came to inspect the work this time, and asked the lobby manager to prepare relevant materials and documents for review later."

Ye Qingcheng was sweating and didn't dare to turn her head. She was sitting on Dongfang Shijin's lap with her back facing them.

Lu Yunshen and Su Qin walked over straight.