It's time for lunch.
Minerva packed up her things and was about to head downstairs to the cafeteria when she saw a man with a smile on his face standing at the entrance.
"You're off work?"
It was only when she saw Benedict that she remembered that he had asked her out for lunch.
She looked at him with embarrassment. Probably because she had been imagining things in her head, she actually forgot about his lunch invitation.
"Yes," she nodded.
Naturally, he turned around and walked out. When he took a few steps and realized that Minerva wasn't following him, he turned around and looked at her. "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
"Oh," Minerva came back to her senses and hurriedly followed him.
When they entered the elevator, she was standing behind him. Minerva kept a distance between Benedict and herself. Even after going downstairs, she still followed behind him.
He didn't say anything. He opened the car door for her. Minerva hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are we going somewhere far away? There are restaurants nearby. Why don't we just eat something nearby?"
Hearing this, he smiled and said softly, "Although lunch isn't as important as breakfast, you can't be so casual. I was wondering why you've lost so much weight in these past five years. Did you not have any good meals?"
Minerva didn't say a word.
"Let's go. I've already booked a table. It'll be a pity if we don't make it."
Since he had already said so, he was obviously pressuring her. Did she have a reason not to get in the car?
After she got in the car, Benedict bent down and tried to fasten her seat belt for her. Minerva's face changed slightly and said quickly, "I can do it myself."
He didn't force her. He just smiled slightly. "Okay."
After that, he went to the other side and sat in the driver's seat.
While sitting in Benedict's car, Minerva's feelings were complicated. He spoke to her from time to time.
She glanced at the time and couldn't help but ask, "Is it far away?"
He didn't answer. He took a turn and said, "We're here."
She was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses.
"I'll park the car at the parking lot. The air there is not that good. You can get out first and wait for me inside."
"Okay." Minerva agreed. Then, she got out of the car and went into the restaurant to wait for him.
About three minutes later, he came back. He was still carrying the car keys and said, "Let's go in."
Benedict seemed to be a frequent visitor there. Just as he entered with Minerva, a waiter immediately came forward to guide them. The two of them followed behind the waiter. When she wanted to keep a distance from him, he purposely slowed down his steps to walk alongside her. In the end, even Minerva was embarrassed and had no choice but to walk normally.
After entering the private room, Benedict smiled and said, "Let's try something different today. Let's have some Chinese food."
Upon hearing this, Minerva shook her head and said, "No, in fact, I enjoy Chinese food."
"I know," Benedict couldn't help laughing. "You prefer Chinese food more than Western food."
Minerva looked up at him and did not respond.
However, the waiter said with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen you bring your girlfriend here."
Benedict gave a faint smile and didn't deny it.
On the other hand, Minerva frowned. She looked at the waiter with displeasure and said, "I'm not his girlfriend."
The waiter was stunned and looked at Benedict with embarrassment.
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