Food Delivery

They lost contact with the delivery guy and Xia Ning did not have lunch to eat. That put Zheng Ziming in a dilemma.

He thought for a moment and said to Xia Ning, "Asteria, wait for me here. I'll buy some food from outside for you at once."

Before Xia Ning could reply, Chen Hong on the side said suddenly, "Miss Xia's parts start in an hour. When you are back with the food, Young Master Zheng, I don't think Miss Xia will have enough time to eat. Plus, it's not good to move a lot within half an hour of food intake."

Zheng Ziming: "…" He glared at Chen Hong. This assistant of Qiao Yu's was just as annoying as Qiao Yu.

Xia Ning knew clearly about how many things will be going on in the afternoon. She could not drag the entire crew down just because of not eating lunch.

"Thank you, President Qiao!" Xia Ning stood up and took the thermos from Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu looked back at her and answered calmly, "You're welcome."