Not Even a Second Look

With that, he thought about something else and mellowed his tone. "Chairman Yuan called me this afternoon and told me not to forget to prepare a box of fresh oranges. The oranges have not been on sale these few days, so I got someone to get a box from overseas. I'll leave some freshly-squeezed orange juice for you in the morning."

Orange juice again…

Qiao Nian's vein popped in her temple and helplessness took over her face. She didn't say anything but "mm" and then hung up.

Another message had come in on her cell phone—a reply from Shen Jingyan. Essentially, he meant to say that he was "very busy recently and probably wouldn't have time for a meal".

Qiao Nian was fine with that. She was the only person in control of her time and schedule. She asked him out for a meal because she promised him one previously. But if Shen Jingyan couldn't make it, that was not on her. They just had to arrange another time in the future.