Once in the car, Chu Yao was still mulling over the idea of "getting away with being spoiled," completely oblivious to the countless glances Lu Xize was shooting at her rapidly shifting expressions.
Lu Xize watched her from the corner of his eye. One moment she was frowning, the next she looked as if she'd given up on life.
'Did something happen on set today?'
Lu Xize's mind raced with possibilities. He even sent a message to Cheng Yu while waiting at a red light to ask what was wrong. The reply came back quickly: nothing had happened on the set.
Lu Xize drove steadily until they arrived at the villa.
Their things had already been moved in and organized.
However, the first thing that caught Chu Yao's eye as she stepped inside was the white, European-style candelabra on the dining table.
