9 The Wedding Will Be Held in Two Weeks

After all the irrelevant people had left, Ye Anxin let go of the leather armchair and opened the lunch box cautiously. The aromatic scent of rice immediately wafted up to Mu Beiting's nose.

Ye Anxin took out one of the dishes and put it on the desk, then picked up a morsel from one of the dishes with chopsticks and placed it in front of Mu Beiting's mouth. "Mister, this is the lunch I made myself. I would like you to try it for yourself. Does it taste good? If it doesn't, I will try to improve it."

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes and glanced at the vegetables in the lunch box.

Stir-fried cabbage, green pepper with beef, and tomato with scrambled eggs. No matter how it all tasted, at least the food looked aesthetically pleasing and seemed very appetizing at first glance.

Upon seeing that Mu Beiting was only looking at the dishes in the box and ignoring the dishes she had put out in front of him, Ye Anxin smiled and said, "Mister, eat!"

Looking into her crystal-clear eyes, Mu Beiting opened his mouth awkwardly and ate the food she put into his mouth.

The way he ate was very elegant. With his mouth closed, he chewed slowly, and even his swallowing was graceful.

Upon seeing him eating the food with apparent satisfaction, Ye Anxin's confidence immediately surged. While continuing to feed him, she muttered, "Let him eat first, and then he can drink warm soup afterward. I personally brewed the soup for you. I brewed it for two full hours. From grocery shopping, to steaming rice, to cooking, it took me almost three hours to make your meal. I worked until dark. Fortunately, I knew that you don't go home early, otherwise I would've come here for nothing."

Mu Beiting didn't speak. Ye Anxin fed him one bite, and he would take one bite himself. His cold eyes stayed fixated on her small chattering mouth, and his eyes were terrifyingly calm.

Ye Anxin kept talking nonstop like that. During the entire meal, she was basically talking to herself while Mu Beiting remained silent the entire time and ate the food she fed to him.

Finally, under Ye Anxin's exhausting verbal bombardments, lunch was finished.

After feeding Mu Beiting, Ye Anxin pulled out a tissue from a box on Mu Beiting's desk and wiped the invisible oil stains around his mouth very affectionately. While wiping, she blinked her huge clear doe-eyes and asked expectantly, "Mister, how did the food taste?"

Mu Beiting opened his mouth, but he didn't answer her question. "The wedding will be held in two weeks."

Ye Anxin waved her little hand frantically. "No, no, no, as I said, there is no need for a wedding. A wedding is just a formality, so it doesn't matter whether there is one or not."

Mu Beiting spoke again patiently, "Mu Rufeng's wedding will be in two weeks."

"Wh...what?" Ye Anxin stared at him blankly. After such a long time, he'd still remembered her? She'd thought she was too insignificant to leave an impression on him. He had only seen her once before. He had been very busy so he definitely wouldn't have remembered her.

If he'd remembered her, wouldn't he also have figured out her ulterior motive behind marrying him?

Upon thinking of this, Ye Anxin suddenly felt embarrassed. It was as if her scheme had been exposed.

However, her embarrassment only lasted for a moment, and she quickly concealed her guilty expression.

Besides, the deed was already done, and they had already gotten the certificate, so there was no room for turning back any longer. No matter what, she was going to get revenge on that despicable couple. She wanted them to know that she, Ye Anxin, wasn't that easy to bully.

Mu Beiting pursed his lips and glanced at her aloofly. Without paying any attention to her, he curled up his right index finger and knocked gently on the desk. The office door that had been closed moments before was immediately opened by Pete from the outside. "President, what is your order?"