Summer Ford didn't insist with him and quietly sat down.
She didn't look at him, with her head slightly lowered, she continued eating her own food.
Ethan Laurent kept looking at her discreetly, thinking about her these past few days, as if something clutched his chest, his gaze was very soft and tender.
However, Summer Ford, with her head lowered, didn't see it.
She still ate her own food, never raising her head from start to finish.
Ethan Laurent took her phone, opened the contacts list with his fingertips, set his number as a speed dial, and then put the phone back.
Thinking about this incident, he said casually, "From now on, no matter what happens, when you're blocked, you just need to call me and let me handle it."
Summer Ford paused, her hand holding the dessert froze for a moment.
"Keep eating." Ethan Laurent turned his head nonchalantly and looked at his computer.
"Alright, I'm heading out." Summer Ford quickly finished her meal and stood up to leave the office.
