Why did she agree in such a muddle-headed way?
It's absolutely not because of the restrained kiss Jing Yu left on her forehead before he left!
But he was right, the decision-making power in this strategic game lies with herself, and she must claim back with interest the foolish things she had done before.
"Tiantian, what are we having for lunch today?"
"Mr. Jing has prepared lemon-flavored basa fish and tomato tofu soup for you, which are perfect for protein replenishment and maintaining an excellent figure, making them an ideal choice for lunch."
"...When did he inform you of this?"
"This morning, before the start of your shooting."
Yang Tiantian tilted her head as she reported, "Rest assured, boss, I will still be in charge of cooking the lunch, but the ingredients and the kitchen are provided by the hotel. Mr. Jing said you might not be used to the meals prepared by others, so he negotiated with the hotel manager in advance."
