Bai Tao stared at the screen of her phone, her fingertips trembling. In the family group chat, Luo He was chatting with her family as if they were already close.
The family group chat was flooded with warm messages from elders, each offering their heartfelt care—and Luo He responded to each one with gentle grace.
As work hours began, he likely got caught up in meetings, because he went quiet for a while.
But the chat didn't stop. The messages just slowed, the gaps between them growing longer.
Then, Luo He reappeared.
[Luo He]: "Auntie's breakfast is amazing. (Attached with a picture of a lavish breakfast)"
[Mom]: "I'll make it every day! Have Tao bring it over!"
[Cousin]: "Brother-in-law, I want some too!"
[Luo He]: "When there's a holiday, I'll take you to Michelin-starred restaurants."
Bai Tao took one look and— Holy crap.
The spread wasn't just food—there was soup!
Her brain short-circuited. How the hell did Mom pack that?!
She'd never checked the lunchbox's contents. Sure, she'd sipped some broth this morning, assuming it was just leftover from the chicken prep.
But Luo He got his own?!
Did Mom use some magic-tier container?
Bai Tao could only marvel at her mother's next-level packing skills.
Yet the more she scrolled, the deeper her frown grew.
The chat was on fire.
And—hello?—had everyone forgotten she existed?
The way they were gushing, they looked like the picture-perfect family.
Nope.
This had to stop.
Every new message was another layer of emotional bonding. Every emoji, a step closer to disaster.
If this continued, her entire family would end up heartbroken by this man.
Screw waiting till evening.
The whole office had already seen Luo He's little breakfast run. What more did she have to lose?
"This bastard..." Bai Tao gritted her teeth, locked the screen, and stood up abruptly. She had to put an end to this farce immediately!
She marched straight to the CEO's office.
Knock. Knock-knock.
"Come in."
The scene that greeted her was banal yet bizarrely out-of-character:
Luo He lounged in his chair, chopsticks in one hand, phone in the other—mid-breakfast.
All he's missing, Bai Tao thought, is a goofy grin to complete this "regular guy" cosplay.
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