"Mr. Lu, what would you like to eat?"
Lu Zhixing didn't even lift his head.
"I won't be eating at home for lunch."
"Oh."
Such a cold attitude, as if he was intentionally keeping his distance from her.
Could it be he's afraid Jiang Lai will see and get jealous?
Half an hour later, sure enough, Jiang Lai woke up right on time.
She yawned and walked out with her messy long hair.
Lu Zhixing, who had been focused on reading the newspaper, immediately put it down, habitually pulled out Jiang Lai's chair, and set her chopsticks for her.
Jiang Lai squinted as she sat down, needing no conscious effort to sit steady, lifted her hand to pick up the chopsticks, and lazily played with the egg on her plate while yawning.
"Did you stay up late again last night?"
Jiang Lai nodded.
Luo Susa, upon hearing this, affectionately scolded her.
