Chapter 90: 90
Huo Yunting reached out with his hand, but instead of accepting the cup, he swiped it away .
Crash! The cup landed on the floor and broke into pieces .
Glass fragments and clear water spread beside Mo Shan's feet . She took a few steps back out of surprise .
"I said coffee . "
Huo Yunting looked at Lu Zhaoyang flippantly, oblivious to the water marks on his suit pants .
Lu Zhaoyang looked at the broken cup on the floor, and then picked up the tissue box from his desk and circled around to him .
She did not immediately bend down to pick up the broken pieces, but instead turned her head to the side to look at Mo Shan . "I'm sorry to have frightened you, Ms Mo . Could you please step away so that you won't be injured?"
Mo Shan felt some fragments crunching underneath her soles, and quickly picked up her bag . The smile on her face looked forced .
"Brother Yunting, let's have dinner tonight, shall we? I'll book a place at the restaurant . " She looked at Huo Yunting with anticipation, her hands clutched tightly around her bag .
"I think I have something on tonight, right, Secretary Lu?" His eyes remained glued to Lu Zhaoyang .
"You do . "
Lu Zhaoyang bent down to pick up the broken pieces with tissue .
" . . . I see . Then I'll leaving now, we'll try to arrange next time . " Mo Shan flashed a glare at Lu Zhaoyang, and then left unwillingly .
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For some reason, Lu Zhaoyang had a feeling that Huo Yunting had flung the cup away to make Mo Shan leave .
After Mo Shan had left, the office became eerily quiet as Lu Zhaoyang picked up the broken pieces of the cup into the bin .
Lu Zhaoyang's presence seemed to have brightened up Huo Yunting's mood . He began to work through some documents .
Lu Zhaoyang took a quick look at him and noticed that he was back at work, so she reigned in whatever dissatisfaction she had .
After she was done, a glance at the clock told her that it was already past lunchtime .
"It's time for lunch . Should we go out together, or should I send your lunch up here?"
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"Let's go . " He flung away his pen .
There was no one outside, but as Huo Yunting walked with his characteristic long strides, he also seemed to be moving slowly… as if he was waiting for her .
"You shouldn't have coffee yet, it will slow down your recovery . "
There was no one in the elevator, so Lu Zhaoyang thought to explain to Huo Yunting about her reasoning .
Huo Yunting replied without expression, "If you look after me, I won't drink it . "
"Alright . "
She did not want him to scar . It would only serve as a constant reminder that it was her fault .
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The silverish walls in the elevator reflected a faint smile that slowly grew on his face . Even with his headache bandaged, the smile made him look dazzling .
For the next few days, Lu Zhaoyang kept a close eye on his diet . His wound was already a fading pink line on his forehead . Give it a few more days, and it would disappear completely .
On this particular day, Huo Yunting received a phone call . After he hung up, he promptly left the office by himself, driving to a peaceful and high-end mental asylum .
This was a good place for the mind to recover . His mother, Qiu Ran, was staying here .
Huo Yunting was greeted by her doctor, who gave him a report on his mother's condition recently .
"Ms Qiu's mental condition is serious . She fluctuates between having a clear mind and going into psychosis . Most importantly, when her mind is her own, she refuses to accept the treatment . This makes it worse for her . If it continues, it will be difficult to heal her completely . "Please download our sponsor's game to support us!