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“Ha…” Corey yawned as he slumped on the secretary’s desk.
Occasionally, he would glance at the door of the CEO’s office and sigh helplessly.
He thought that he was the most miserable brother ever.
He was so hungry that his stomach no longer growled. However, the couple inside still seemed to have no intention of eating.
He was wondering if he should leave and eat outside, or if he should knock on the door to disrupt their intimate time together?
If he chose the former, he would be unable to eat Auntie Wu’s ketchup prawns.
If the latter, then he would be destroyed by his big brother.
After comparing the two decisions, he made up his mind.
He stood up and walked to the CEO’s office, preparing to knock on the door without hesitation.
However, the door swung open before he even touched it.
Rosiley was about to call Corey out to eat. However, she was shocked to see the man standing right by the door when she opened it.
Feeling amused, she looked at Corey, whose hand was still in the air. “Corey, are you performing some ritual?”
Corey retracted his hand and smiled dryly. “sister-in-law, you have a very Zevtastic imagination.”
Rosiley raised her brows and replied, “As someone in the media industry, we need to have an imagination to write news articles.”
“sister-in-law, why does your argument sound so flawed?”
“Doesn’t writing news using imagination mean making stories up and telling lies?”
“It’s not flawed at all.” Rosiley turned to her office and continued, “As an entertainment news reporter, there are times where we have to use our imagination to string pieces of evidence together into an entire story.”
“Those are social media accounts, not entertainment news reporters, sister-in-law.”
Rosiley smiled at him. “About the same.”
Hearing that, Corey shrugged his shoulders. They were indeed similar. Nowadays, more entertainment news reporters are non-factual and make up their own stories.
Walking to the sofa, they sat down. Sachin had already brought out the food and placed it on the table.
Seeing those steaming dishes, Sachin almost tore up. He could finally eat.
“Corey, this is for you.” Rosiley passed him a pair of chopsticks. Seeing him staring at the dishes with puppy eyes, she inevitably felt a little guilty.
“I am sorry, Corey, for making you wait for me for so long.”
Corey shook his head. “It’s fine. Anyway, I have nothing else to do.”
As he spoke, he took the chopsticks. Holding up a bowl, he dug in before waiting for them to start.
When Rosiley and Sachin saw that, they smiled at each other. He was indeed famished.
“Sachin, eat this prawn.” Rosiley picked up a prawn and placed it into Sachin’s bowl.
Sachin was about to thank her when a pair of chopsticks snatched the prawn away.
Looking up, he saw Corey biting on the prawn. “I’ll eat this prawn instead, Big Brother.”
“Corey, are you a little kid? Don’t you know how to share?” As Rosiley saw that he was being so childish, she was speechless.
“It’s not that I don’t know how to share. Big Brother can just eat lipstick, there’s no need for prawns!”
Such a sentence shocked Rosiley so much that the prawn in her chopsticks fell.
With widened eyes, she stared at Corey. “Corey, what did you say?”
Corey smiled at them brilliantly. “I said that Big Brother can just eat lipstick.”
As he spoke, he glanced at Rosiley’s lips mischievously, who immediately blushed and covered her mouth embarrassingly.