The gentle voice didn't carry a trace of any other emotion, and Youshi Wang's face didn't reveal any dislike or disgust as her autumn-water-like eyes swept over Mu Fan.
This was awkward.
Mu Fan had never been treated like this; his face flushed with embarrassment, but his eyes also shone with the light of hope.
"Then, can I not eat the rest?"
"Of course you can." An encouraging smile eased Mu Fan's worries.
Only then did he remember something and hastily said, "Is it that you need to use this dojo?"
The vice president's sudden approach naturally led Mu Fan to overthink!
"No need, you can continue."
Youshi Wang was just taking a look.
After getting the hint from her, an embarrassed Mu Fan scratched his head and quickly pressed the cleaning robot, then sped off to the remaining ten boxes of fried rice, scooping them up before heading to the corner with the Light Computer helmet to the side of the Gravity Training Room.
