Originally, she planned to watch Mu Beiting have lunch, but when it came time to eat, it was Mu Beiting who put down the documents in his hands, walked over to the sofa, curled his index finger, and gently tapped her forehead.
"Ouch...!" Ye Anxin let out a small yelp, covered her tapped forehead, and looked up at Mu Beiting with a grievance.
Mu Beiting raised his wrist, pointed at the watch facing Ye Anxin, and said helplessly, "It's twelve o'clock. Are you not planning to have lunch?"
"Ah! Sorry, I got so engrossed in reading that I forgot the time! I said I'd watch you eat, and instead, you ended up reminding me! I feel so embarrassed!" Ye Anxin blushed, placed the book on the sofa, and Mu Beiting quickly reached out to help her up from the sofa.
Mu Beiting naturally took Ye Anxin's hand and said warmly, "Let's go out for lunch. What do you want to eat?"
Ye Anxin pouted and thought seriously for a moment, "Chinese food! Chinese food has rice. I want rice!"
