"I don't know," Lilian replied.
Lin Yan sneered, realizing that asking Lilian was pointless. Even if she knew, she'd just say she didn't know to avoid getting involved.
The front desk called, and Lilian answered it, then asked Lin Yan, "President Lu, did you order takeout? Someone's delivering it. Want me to have someone bring it in?"
Lin Yan checked the time, realizing it was just about lunchtime. If it hadn't been mentioned, she would have forgotten about eating.
"Bring it in."
Before long, the front desk brought in the takeout, and Lu Chenyuan's call came in at the same time.
"I was worried that you'd be too busy to eat when you returned to work, so I ordered some food for you. I hope it's to your liking."
Lin Yan didn't expect the takeout was from Lu Chenyuan. "Mr. Lu, it's like seeing a flower bloom on an iron tree; such things are usually done when people are in love."
