Mo Nanjue had not long entered the mansion when the servants hurriedly brought in the food that had been checked, just as Tong Ran had guessed, it was a selection of high-class barbecue and desserts, still steaming as if they just came out of the oven.
Before leaving, the servant bowed respectfully, "Young Master Jue, the sender is from the Chuangwei Group. They've said that all of this was prepared for you, and if you have time, the party is ready to start whenever you wish."
"…" Tong Ran was utterly speechless, the party had clearly started early in the morning, and now it suddenly became something prepared just for Mo Nanjue…
She couldn't help but recall that day, the woman who had been pressing herself against the bedroom door, calling out to be with Mo Nanjue... A sense of tightness welled up in her chest.
Indeed, he didn't even have to ask someone to fetch it, they delivered it themselves upon hearing his name...
