Mo Xiyan didn't know when he had walked over, but he looked at Ning Yanan, who was surrounded in the middle, and furrowed his brows.
"Quick, quick, quick, everyone back to your posts and get to work." The leader hastily uttered a low command, and seeing everyone scatter like birds and beasts, then turned back.
"Yanan, there's no escaping this meal, so think about what you want to treat everyone to, these guys are all big foodies."
"..."
Ning Yanan stood there dumbfounded, her face a picture of confusion.
Mo Xiyan's gaze darkened, he stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and dragged her into the office.
"Bam—"
He slammed the door forcefully.
He turned around and pressed Ning Yanan against the door panel, lowering his voice.
"When did this happen?"
"What?"
Ning Yanan stared blankly at his angry face.
To her recollection, she couldn't remember ever seeing Mo Xiyan so furiously mad at her, somewhat dumbfounded.
