Hu Ya was eating when she was suddenly called over by Mo Rao, who stuffed a thermos box into her hands. The dishes inside were all made from expensive ingredients.
"I'm not hungry. You can eat it." Mo Rao smiled.
Hu Ya had also seen Gu Hai hand the thermos to Mo Rao just now. Even a fool would know that it was definitely Fu Ying's idea. How could she dare to eat it?
Moreover, Fu Ying was kind of her boss now. She didn't dare to cross him.
"Ugh!" Hu Ya could only quickly cover her throat and vomit. Then, she explained, "Miss Mo, I have a stomachache today, so I can't eat it. Look at how thin you are. You should eat some more."
Fu Ying stared at the two of them, as if if Hu Ya dared to eat that meal, she would die without a burial place.
Mo Rao glanced at Fu Ying. His gaze was sharp and intimidating. No wonder Hu Ya didn't dare to eat it.
