Bo Xiuyan was not interested in the food Su He cooked.

But relatively speaking, he could barely accept it and eat it.

Before Bo Xiuyan wanted to say something, his cell phone rang.

He took out his cell phone from his trousers and looked down. It was from his special assistant Jiang Shan. It was either about school or about the overseas market company. Bo Xiuyan said, "I'll take a call."

Su He nodded obediently, "You go and do your work."

As she said that, she was about to turn around.

The next second, her collar was grabbed by a hand.

Then, the man's hand passed under her eyelids, wrapped around her shoulders, and pressed firmly on her chest. Su He's back was pressed against the warm chest, and she couldn't help but stiffen.

The whole person was stunned.

Bo Xiuyan's lips moved closer, and the warm breath made Su He shrink her neck. He deliberately moved a little closer, but not completely touching her. He said in a low and seductive voice in her ear: "Since I am your backer, it is not okay to use me. Little wild cat, there is a long time to come, and I will settle accounts with you later." After that, he went upstairs. Su He's ears were itchy, and she stood stiffly.