Upon hearing this, Little Lu was momentarily stunned, then her face involuntarily turned a shade pink, and her heart started to race.
"Go to hell!"
But deep inside, Lin Lu's mind surfaced a thought: "Is this big pervert getting a bit impatient?"
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...
After finishing the fruit, the two got out of the car together, holding hands as they headed to the fifth floor of the mall.
As they were looking at the menu, Jiang Wanzhou and Ji Shiwen arrived fashionably late.
"You're late, you gotta pay." Cheng Zhu said directly, eyes still fixed on the menu.
After a while, he glanced at Jiang Wanzhou, then turned to look at Ji Shiwen.
"Sure, no problem." Little President Jiang agreed with a smile, without any fuss.
Lin Lu sat on the side, pondering whether Cheng Zhu was deliberately targeting Ji Shiwen.
During the meal, the topic of conversation turned to Jiang Wanzhou's recent overseas business trip.
