Sang Chi didn't notice anything wrong.
After hanging up the phone, Sang Chi took out the calendar on her phone and checked it. She calculated the time and found that she hadn't delivered food to Duan Jiaxu for nearly a week without realizing it.
Somehow, perhaps because of Duan Jiaxu's tone just now, Sang Chi inexplicably felt a little guilty.
Afraid that she would forget about it, Sang Chi even set an alarm before going to bed. When she woke up the next day, she found a food video that interested her, stayed in bed and watched it several times before going into the kitchen.
Sang Chi tasted the food while cooking and felt that what she made today was better than the ones she had made before.
She licked the sauce from her lips.
She was thinking, why not tell Duan Jiaxu later that the reason she didn't go there during this period was because she was working hard to practice her cooking skills
I was thinking about this for a long time.
Sang Chi carefully arranged the lunch, put it in the bag, and went out. She calculated the time accurately and took the subway. When she arrived downstairs of Duan Jiaxu's company, it was just time for lunch.
As they came so many times, Sang Chi didn't ask Duan Jiaxu to come down to pick her up, and took the elevator directly up.
Probably because it was lunchtime, the studio door was not closed.
Sang Chi walked in and didn't see Duan Jiaxu at his seat. She blinked, took out her phone, and sent a message to Duan Jiaxu.
One of the men noticed her, was stunned for a moment, and bumped into the shoulder of the person next to him, and then took the initiative to say: "Sister-in-law, the boss has gone to the toilet, you sit for a while."
Sang Chi felt a little uncomfortable being called sister-in-law by these men who were older than her. She nodded, walked to Duan Jiaxu's seat and sat down, taking out the two lunch boxes from the bag.
As soon as Sang Zhi opened the lid, someone asked, "Sister-in-law, why haven't you come here for a while?"
She looked back.
Just as she was about to answer, Sang Chi suddenly noticed Duan Jiaxu's figure out of the corner of her eye. She immediately took back her words and turned her gaze to him.
Duan Jiaxu came over and looked down at her: "How long have you been here?"
Sang Zhi: “Just arrived.”
He pulled over a chair next to him and sat down, then suddenly called her, "Zizi."
Sang Chi looked up: "Huh?"
Duan Jiaxu glanced back and said lazily, "Someone asked you a question, why don't you answer?"
"… "
The attention that had been diverted by him suddenly returned.
Not sure if Duan Jiaxu was unhappy, Sang Chi stared at him hesitantly for a few seconds, then carefully and slowly said the excuse she had thought of today: "I don't think my cooking is very good."
Duan Jiaxu: “Hmm?”
"So I've been practicing my cooking skills during this period." Sang Chi didn't dare to look him in the eye, for fear that he would find out she was lying. "Try it, what I made today is better than before."
After the voice fell, the man who had just asked Sang Chi said with an "oh" as if he suddenly understood: "So that's how it is! We thought-"
Before he could finish, the man next to him covered his mouth.
Sang Zhi hesitated and said, "Why?"
As if he didn't hear what they said, Duan Jiaxu picked up his chopsticks and said gently, "If you don't want to do it, don't do it. If you're bored, go out and play with your friends."
"… "
Normally, it was normal, but at this moment, Sang Chi felt it was a little weird. Moreover, this man had the same expression whether he was angry or happy, and she couldn't tell the difference.