This direct inquiry disrupted the calm that Wu Qiangwei had been striving to maintain, causing a brief moment of panic to show in her eyes.
But she quickly regained control, and said lightly, "Don't flatter yourself, I'm just worried that your illness will affect your work."
It was obviously concern, yet she stubbornly refused to admit it.
Wang Dahai grinned mischievously, "Yes, Director Wu is right... Achoo!"
He rubbed his nose, feeling an even itchier throat.
Wu Qiangwei wanted to express her concern, but feared he would take advantage of it, so she held back.
Upon reaching the downstairs, the two of them went upstairs and returned home.
Only Zhao Xue was at home; Lin Wanqiu hadn't come back yet.
"I forgot to buy groceries."
Wang Dahai said, "I'll go buy some."
"Don't bother," Wu Qiangwei took out her mobile phone and said, "We'll have takeout tonight."
"It's no trouble; the market is just outside the complex. It will be quick."
"I want to eat takeout."