"M... President Luo?"
At the sound of her colleagues' voices, Bai Tao whipped around—only to freeze in horror at the sight of Luo He standing there.
She wasn't being narcissistic. She knew, with absolute certainty, that he was here for her.
Or, more accurately, for the damn breakfast.
But either way—this was about her.
Because Luo He never made casual appearances.
Work discussions? Executives reported to his office.
Meetings? He went straight to the conference room.
Commuting? He deliberately avoided peak hours, never squeezing into crowded elevators with the masses.
And this Marketing Department office? He'd never set foot in it before.
So his sudden presence wasn't just unusual—it was seismic.
That's why the entire room had erupted into stunned whispers the moment he walked in.
This man was vicious.
She'd refused to deliver the breakfast to avoid drawing attention to their connection.
And now? He'd come to her instead.
This was worse. If she'd gone to his office, at least some people might've missed it. But Luo He marching into Marketing? Every eye in the company would be on them.
And Bai Tao wasn't exaggerating—his every move was dissected like a royal decree.
Her panic was visceral, but no one noticed.
Because right now, Luo He was the only star in the room.
His unprecedented visit to Marketing was rarer than an emperor's incognito tour. The team was buzzing—
"President Luo must really prioritize this campaign!"
"He's personally inspecting us!"
Qiu You'er snapped out of her daze first, hastily straightening her blazer with the gravity of a diplomat greeting a head of state.
"President Luo, Manager Li is at his reporting meeting—he's not here right now."
She naturally assumed Luo He was here for Li Yongqiang.
Though even that would've been odd—Li was just a department head who reported to the VP. If Luo He needed him, a secretary would've summoned him. No reason for the CEO to descend personally.
"Must be here to observe our workflow," Qiu reasoned. "Yes, that's it."
Luo He's response shattered her theory:
"I'm not here for him."
Silence.
Not here for Li?
Before the team could spiral into nervous speculation, Luo He's gaze landed—unmistakably—on Bai Tao.
Then, with deliberate slowness, his eyes flicked to the lunchbox on her desk.
The room's attention snapped to it like magnets.
Qiu You'er's stomach dropped.
While the company didn't explicitly ban meals at desks, having food out during work hours screamed "I'm not taking this seriously."
Bai Tao, however, stood frozen—not even attempting to hide it.
"You idiot!" Qiu screamed internally. "Stash it! Say it's your lunch! Anything! Where's that quick wit you brag about using on bar hookups?!"
Then again—Luo He's aura was paralyzing. Maybe the girl was just starstruck.
What Qiu didn't realize was the silent battle of wills happening between them.
Deciding to take the bullet, Qiu forced a laugh:
"Ah, President Luo! I overslept today, so I asked Bai Tao to grab me breakfast. Heh..."
She had no choice. As Bai Tao's mentor and the person chatting with her when Luo He entered, she should've noticed the lunchbox.
Better to claim the blame herself.
As an OG employee, she'd get more leeway than a newbie like Bai Tao. And really—how mad could he get over breakfast?
Luo He's eyebrow arched. "Your breakfast?"
Qiu's confidence wavered under his gaze. A sinking feeling hit her—
Shit. Did I misjudge? Is he that against eating at desks?
But retreating now would dig her grave deeper.
"Yep!" she confirmed, teeth clenched.
Luo He turned back to Bai Tao. "Then whose breakfast is it?"
Qiu's eyes bulged in silent pleading:
"PLAY ALONG, YOU LUNATIC! If you contradict me now, we're both dead for lying to the CEO!"
Bai Tao's answer detonated like a grenade:
"Yours."
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Qiu's soul left her body. The entire department short-circuited.
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