He instead nodded seriously, "Maybe. Can you repeat what you did before? Maybe I’ll rember sothing."
This hit Dudu’s sore spot. Repeat what she did before? Pursue him recklessly, only to be thrown away by him?
She sneered and said to him, "Is your brain broken or do you think mine is?"
"Maybe."
"Don’t give that slick talk! Hurry up and sign the papers!"
Shen Yiran, however, pushed her favorite dish in front of her, "Eat first."
Dudu glared at him, picked up her chopsticks and started eating, but she was actually very happy inside. The table was full of dishes she liked and she had only eaten two small buns at noon because she was busy with work, so she was really hungry now.
She rembered that he used to say she ate elegantly. Now, as if on purpose, she ate in big mouthfuls, without any manners, and quickly got full.
She picked up a napkin, wiped her mouth, and pushed the docunts in front of him, "Sign it! I have things to do."
Shen Yiran reached out to take the docunts from her hand but just put them aside, and after chewing his food he said, "It seems like you are the boss?"
Dudu was montarily speechless. She really felt he had completely changed; the old him would never talk so much nonsense with her.
"Although the terms are settled, the company’s subordinate doesn’t even have basic respect. I don’t think there’s a need to cooperate. What do you think?"
Dudu looked at him angrily, wanting to retort but chose to be serious and awkwardly forced a smile, "Master Shen, please enjoy your al. If it’s not enough, order two more dishes?"
"The tea is finished, add so more."
While cursing him internally, Dudu still managed a smile on her face, topped off his teacup, but spitefully let the water overflow, spilling onto Shen Yiran’s pants. Dudu imdiately feigned concern, "Oh sorry, I didn’t notice."
Shen Yiran didn’t show any expression and just looked down, then looked at her calmly, "It’s okay. Co here and help wipe it up."
Dudu: "..."
"Hurry up."
Unwillingly, Dudu pulled a napkin and handed it to him, "Wipe it yourself."
Shen Yiran just looked at her, not reaching for the napkin, instead he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, "Wipe it dry."
Dudu was forced to stand and was pulled to his side. He even directly guided her hand to his thigh, staring at her intently, making her wipe his pants with her hand.
"Let go!"
Shen Yiran loosened his grip slightly as he wished but kept her waist tightly in his arm, "Wipe yourself."
Dudu struggled but was no match for his strength. She glared at him, finally realizing what it ant to dig a pit for oneself.
"Wipe here a bit more, it’s wet too."
Dudu glanced at a certain part of his pants, blushing furiously, and swept the napkin over it quickly as if it were hot, hurriedly moving away, "That’ll do."
Shen Yiran looked at her flushed face and said indifferently, "I didn’t see you this shy before."
Dudu returned to her seat across him, choosing to remain silent. She waited quietly for him to finish eating before reminding him again, "Sign the docunts."
This ti, Shen Yiran didn’t make it difficult for her. He opened the folder, didn’t even look at the content, and signed his na in the bottom right corner. While handing the docunts to her, he said, "I’ll take you back."
Dudu snatched the folder and imdiately stood up to leave, "No need."
Shen Yiran followed her out. By the ti he finished paying, she was no longer in the hall. Stepping outside, he spotted her at the bus stop across the street.
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