A Very Good Boss

"Why are you not eating? The fried rice doesn't taste good?" Neil asked when he noticed that she had stopped one spoonful. 

It was freshly cooked and Neil was very sure that it wouldn't spoil quickly. Could it be that he had reheated the rice for too long that it turned dry?

Edith quickly retracted her gaze. "No. They're good." She raised her head again once she was calmed. "Just that… I'm touched."

Neil looked away when he realized what he had just told her.

"You are very nice to me." The corner of her lips tilted up slightly and there was a tinge of pinkish on her cheek. 

He was momentarily dazed upon seeing the expression on her face. Neil looked away, touching his nose. "So you know that I am not stingy or inconsiderate."

A tinkle of laughter escaped her when she heard his words. The embarrassment she had disappeared at his joke. "Un. Sure. President Mo, you are very considerate. Definitely a very good boss."

"A good boss?