Fate

On the other end of the phone, Qi Lingyan was confused.

"Huh? Why?"

The old lady was getting anxious about her grandson Qi Lingyan's indifference. Her tone was firm and unyielding.

"Just come and bring it over. Hurry."

Qi Lingyan had no choice but to agree.

His secretary was filing reports and stole a glance at him. Realizing that Qi Lingyan was frowning, the secretary quickly looked back down before his boss turned around to see that he hadn't been paying attention to his work.

Qi Lingyan took a look at his phone and sighed.

"Go to the convenience store downstairs and get a thermos."

Not expecting his boss to make such a request, the secretary was stunned. Qi Lingyan saw him standing like a fool.

He frowned and warned.

"Why? Do you need me to repeat myself?"

The secretary quickly denied and left the office, rushing to the convenience store.