“Let me feed you.”Cen Shaoqing picked up Yesen’s bowl.
My dear uncle, it’s not wrong to curry favor with Yesen.
Seeing this scene, the assistant was stunned.
He even thought that he was hallucinating.
Having been by Cen Shaoqing’s side for so long, he had never seen Cen Shaoqing being so humble.
He... he actually had to feed someone else?
Who exactly was this Mr. Ye?
Could he be some invisible big shot?
Ye Sen hurriedly waved his hand. “No need, no need. I just have a head injury and my hand is fine. I can do it myself.”
With that, he took the bowl from Cen Shaoqing’s hand and began to eat.
Cen Shaoqing also began to eat his grass.
After eating, Cen Shaoqing put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue. “Mr. Ye, I still have some small matters to deal with in the afternoon. Let Little Zhang take care of you here. If you have anything to say, just tell him.”
The assistant immediately stepped forward. “Hello, Mr. Ye. I’m Little Zhang.”