The awkwardness in the atmosphere got dispelled when the doorbell rang.
"It's probably our dinner. I will go collect it," said Huo Yao before walking to the entrance.
But after opening the door, there was no delivery man in sight. Instead, a professional-looking middle-aged man, dressed in a suit and leather shoes stood there. He held two exquisite boxes in his hands.
Huo Yao placed her hand against the doorframe and asked him quizzically. "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man smiled and seemed rather courteous. He handed over the boxes to her and said, "I'm here to deliver your food order. Enjoy."
Their boss had instructed him to be low key and not to startle Miss Huo.
Huo Yao paused for two seconds before taking the boxes from him. She could not help confirming again though. "Are you really a food delivery guy?"
The middle-aged man's expression froze instantly. But he nodded and tried to look confident. "That's right."
