"Tang, I noticed you didn't go for lunch. What's wrong? Not feeling well?"
A woman in her early thirties, sitting at the desk behind Tang Yanqi, asked with concern when she returned from lunch and saw Tang Yanqi looking unwell.
Tang Yanqi smiled slightly, "Maybe I've been too busy lately, feeling a bit tired."
"With the summer break rush, being busy is a given. You can't skip meals though. How can you cope in the afternoon? Here, I have some egg tarts, have a bit to stave off the hunger."
It was out of kindness, and Tang Yanqi couldn't refuse. Besides, there wasn't enough time to go out for lunch now, and she'd surely struggle to get through the afternoon without eating something.
"Thank you, then I won't be polite."
"Go ahead, eat. I just bought them this morning."
