It's just a toy, why would you care if it breaks?

Wei Xun frowned, looking puzzled. "How do we eat it?"

Nan Yan's face instantly turned even redder, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her body tensing slightly.

He kept his head down, clearly still immersed in the concept of "pleasing the master," thinking that Wei Xun was hinting at some special way of eating.

Seeing his expression, Wei Xun's alarm bells went off. He instantly understood what he was thinking, and a vein throbbed on his forehead: "You! You! You! What strange thing are you thinking about now?!"

Nan Yan looked up at his shout, her eyes full of innocence: "Sir, I...I'll wait for your instructions."

"What are your orders?" Wei Xun sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead. "You sit across from me. Eat exactly what I eat, just like I do!"

"Oh, okay, sir..." Nan Yan nodded quickly and obediently sat down across the table.

He was about to say something when Wei Xun interrupted him.

"Don't talk." Wei Xun took out his phone and swiped the screen. "I want to read financial news. Don't bother me. Eat quietly."

Nan Yan immediately pursed her lips, nodded vigorously, and sat up straight like an obedient student.

Wei Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief; now he could eat breakfast in peace.

He swiped his phone screen with one hand, intently watching the news, while picking up a sandwich with the other and eating it in large bites, completely ignoring Nan Yan across from him.

He was tall and had a big appetite. He ate sandwiches, fried eggs, and fruit in an orderly manner, and finally picked up his coffee.

When he put down his coffee cup and looked up to grab another piece of fruit, he noticed that Nan Yan was putting down her coffee cup with a pained expression.

Noticing Wei Xun's gaze, Nan Yan quickly tried to swallow the food in her mouth.

Wei Xun's gaze swept across the dining table and noticed that Nan Yan's plate was empty.

He couldn't help but chuckle: "You're so small, how can you eat so much?"

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Nan Yan's plate, where he saw a solitary hard-boiled egg yolk, exactly the same as the remaining egg yolk on his own plate.

Wei Xun was stunned for a moment, then finally realized what he meant and said helplessly, "You little rascal, you really eat like me?"

Nan Yan had just finished swallowing the last bite of food with difficulty when she heard this, and she immediately stood up respectfully.

He ate too quickly and too much, and his stomach was so bloated that he couldn't help but let out a small burp.

He was thin, but his slightly protruding belly was particularly noticeable at that moment.

Looking at him like this, Wei Xun was both amused and exasperated: "Your comprehension is truly baffling. I told you to eat normally, not to copy every single thing I do, even the exact same amount of food!"

Nan Yan blinked, looking at him with a puzzled expression: "Sir, didn't you say that I would eat however you ate?"

"I..." Wei Xun was speechless at his question, and waved his hand: "Never mind, I can't explain it to you."

He pulled out a wad of cash from his wallet, about two thousand yuan, and handed it over without even counting it: "I'm going to be at the company all day, and I'll definitely be back before eight o'clock tonight. I want to see you here then. Got it?"

Nan Yan took the money and nodded: "Yes, sir."

"Besides that, you can do whatever you want today, go wherever you want, you don't have to stay in your room all the time, and I don't have to approve everything you do," Wei Xun added.

"Yes, sir." Nan Yan nodded.

Wei Xun picked up his coat and briefcase from the sofa, preparing to leave. He stopped at the door, turned back, and instructed, "You are not allowed to touch any of my things, especially the documents and computer in the study, understand?"

"Understood, sir." Nan Yan nodded again, her attitude respectful.

Wei Xun was still worried, so he took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to him: "My phone number is on this. If anything happens, just call me."

Nan Yan took the business card with both hands, carefully examined the name and number on it, and then carefully put it into her inner pocket, holding it tightly as if afraid of losing it.

He was about to say "Thank you, sir" again when his stomach churned and he couldn't help but let out a burp. An embarrassed look instantly appeared on his face, and he quickly lowered his head.

Looking at his bright red ears and his flustered appearance, Wei Xun felt a strange tenderness in his heart.

He stepped forward, reached out, and gently ruffled Nan Yan's hair.

Nan Yan's hair is very soft, with a fresh, clean scent, and feels wonderful to the touch.

Wei Xun's movements were very gentle, with a hint of unconscious doting.

"Silly goose," he muttered, his voice no longer carrying the impatience of before, but instead tinged with amusement.

Nan Yan was startled by his sudden action. Her body stiffened instantly, her cheeks turned even redder, and she even began to breathe cautiously.

He could feel the warmth of Wei Xun's palm, transmitted through his hair, which gave him a strange feeling—both nervous and somewhat reassured.

Wei Xun ruffled his hair, then withdrew his hand, turned around, and opened the door: "I'm leaving."

The door clicked shut, leaving Nan Yan alone in the room once again.

He stood there, raised his hand and touched the hair that Wei Xun had rubbed, his fingertips still warm from the other's touch, his cheeks still burning.

"Silly goose..." he repeated softly, a faint smile playing on his lips.

This was the first time someone had called him that.

This gentleman is truly different from everyone else.