Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!
Chapter 130: What is it for Eating?

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: What is it for Eating?

Jiang Shihan pinched her palm and said, "Next weekend is my father’s birthday. I’ve come to deliver the invitation personally."

Originally, the invitation was supposed to be delivered directly to the Beichen Family by someone else, but Jiang Shihan hadn’t seen Beichen Rui for a long time, so she came by herself.

"Is that it?" Beichen Rui spoke indifferently, showing little interest.

Every year on her father’s birthday, an invitation would be sent to the house. Beichen Rui wasn’t interested in these parties and thus rarely attended.

Jiang Shihan thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa Beichen should be going too. Do you want to come along?"

She was probing—pulling in Beichen Jue was actually to get Beichen Rui to go as well.

"I’ll think about it," Beichen Rui replied blandly, neither agreeing nor declining.

Just then, a knock on the door was heard, and Ye Xinluo walked in with two cups of coffee.

Jiang Shihan directly ignored her presence and continued, "Rui, you should come too, it will be more lively with everyone there, including Grandpa Beichen."

She moved a step, trying to get closer to Beichen Rui.

As Ye Xinluo passed by her, she didn’t expect Jiang Shihan to suddenly move, and they bumped into each other.

The scalding coffee spilled directly onto Ye Xinluo’s arm.

The company had the heating on, so during work hours, they didn’t need coats, just a thin dress. The two cups of coffee poured directly onto her arm, causing a burning pain.

The cups scattered all over, creating a clattering mess.

Ye Xinluo quickly crouched down, enduring the pain on her arm, and silently started picking up the broken cups into the tray.

Jiang Shihan stared at the scene, froze for a moment, then reacted, saying, "What are you doing? You can’t even hold coffee properly. What’s Beichen Group paying you for?"

Her tone was cold, taking on an air of superiority, which felt utterly unpleasant to Ye Xinluo.

So, she instinctively replied, "Miss Jiang, I didn’t see you suddenly move."

If she hadn’t moved suddenly, the coffee wouldn’t have spilled. In the moment of the collision, Ye Xinluo’s first thought was that she was a guest of the president.

She couldn’t let the coffee spill on her, so without hesitation, she redirected it all onto herself.

But this person still spoke to her like this, making her feel unsettled.

"Are you saying I did it on purpose?" Jiang Shihan stood there, looking down at Ye Xinluo.

"No, that’s not what I meant," Ye Xinluo said.

"Then what do you mean?" Jiang Shihan pressed on aggressively.

This little assistant rushed in and interrupted her time with Rui, and now this—what’s she trying to show?

Ye Xinluo wanted to say something more, but Beichen Rui’s voice cut in, "Have you two had enough?"

At his words, Jiang Shihan immediately composed herself, smiled, and said, "Rui, there’s something I need to discuss with you. Can we find a place to talk?"

Beichen Rui frowned, looking at Jiang Shihan, then at Ye Xinluo, who was picking up the cups.

Earlier, he saw clearly that Ye Xinluo, to avoid spilling coffee on Jiang Shihan, had diverted it onto herself.

However, instead of gratitude, she was met with harsh words. This made him even more averse to Jiang Shihan.

So, he said, "I have some matters to attend to. You should head back first."