"Tea?!" Yunyan looked at the waiter, don't tell her, such a big club doesn't even have tea, who are you kidding?
"Uh, Miss Yun, Mr. Dongfang said you can only drink milk." The waiter couldn't deal with Yun Yan, so she had to confess honestly. She looked at the male bodyguard standing not far away and felt that she must not mess with the wrong person. If you mess with someone, you'll be doomed.
It's Mr. Dongfang again!! Yunyan was a little ridiculous, "Do I need other people's consent for what I drink?"
Just as he was feeling unhappy, Dongfang Boyu, who had already changed into clean clothes, appeared at the door.
He was wearing well-fitting clothes without any wrinkles, shiny leather shoes, and no expression on his face, but just one look at him would make people unable to look away.
Yunyan clearly felt that the waiter in front of her was showing signs of being a nymphomaniac.
Dongfang Boyu stepped forward and looked at the waiter, "What's going on?"
"Mr. Dongfang, Miss Yun said she doesn't want to drink milk."
"Well, then give her a glass of boiled water." Dongfang Boyu stopped paying attention to the waiter, but looked at Yun Yan, and said seriously, "Drinking boiled water is good for your health in summer."
Yun Yan looked at him sarcastically, "I don't know when Mr. Dongfang became so lenient about what I drink."
Dongfang Boyu raised his eyebrows and did not answer her words. Instead, he sat down opposite her, crossed his legs, and tapped his hand gently on the armrest, as quietly as if he was thinking about something.
Yun Yan frowned slightly, "About Phaeton..."
The two of them were only in the same room, and she felt very uncomfortable, but she had to talk about it.
I just wanted to finish talking and leave as soon as possible.
But Dongfang Boyu was obviously not very cooperative. He hummed, "This matter is not urgent. We will talk about it later."
Talk to you later? What do you do now?
Looking at his angular face, why do I feel that he is getting more and more handsome? He is obviously many times better looking than those models.
Yun Yan pulled away and looked at him to avoid being dazzled by his face again.
I lowered my head and looked at the high heels on my feet, and suddenly I heard him say, "Wearing high heels is too dangerous."
"..." What does this mean? What young girl doesn't wear high heels? First he cared about what she drank, and now he cared about what she wore. What exactly did he mean?
"Yunyan, cough, have you been feeling unwell lately?" For example, have you had morning sickness or something like that?
Yun Yan felt that he was even more confused and she almost didn't want to talk to him, but she still replied, "I'm fine. Regarding the cooperation between Phaeton and Yun's..."
"Are you feeling drowsy, or um...nausea?" He continued to ask her.
Yun Yan was annoyed to death by his question. Is she okay because she often suffers from insomnia? Where does the sleepiness come from? Nausea? She is already in a bad mood and can't eat. Is it okay?
"No." Her tone was obviously impatient.
Dongfang Boyu wanted to ask something more, but she interrupted him impatiently, "Mr. Dongfang, let's talk about business, shall we? Regarding losses..."
"Isn't it at all?" Dongfang Boyu didn't give up at all and stared into her eyes seriously, "Isn't it abnormal at all?"
Isn't she pregnant? It's impossible. He is still very confident in his own fighting ability. How could he not be pregnant?