When Isabella called again to inform him that she was about to arrive at the Palace Hotel, Ye Feng took the breakfast and went to her Mercedes-Benz S500.
"I got someone to prepare it for you." As he got into the car, he handed her breakfast. "Tell me, what's so urgent?"
"Thank you." Isabella was surprised. She was slightly stunned when she took the breakfast.
"I've heard from many sources that Asians are reserved and meticulous. I didn't believe it at first, thinking that you and I were only different in skin color and other superficial aspects but the same in other ways."
"Now it seems that your background is completely different from ours."
Ye Feng did not reply, he only waited for her to start the car and took a big bite of the sandwich, after swallowing the food, he gave her another look.