Suppression
"Bubbles and Zhizhi Special"
Xia Zhizhi had originally been working in her office.
Seeing that it was lunchtime, she stopped, raised a hand to rub her neck, and picked up the flower tea on her desk.
She casually opened the mansion's surveillance feed as well.
When that annoying yet familiar man appeared directly in front of the dining room camera, Xia Zhizhi nearly sprayed out a mouthful of flower tea.
She choked miserably.
"Shen... Shen Wuxiao!"
Xia Zhizhi was utterly speechless.
"Damn it, why are you like a ghost?"
"I watched you for half the day, and you never came. The moment I looked away, you slipped in."
"Bastard!"
Xia Zhizhi hurriedly rose and rushed toward the dining room.
That guy was about to flip the table.
Shen Wuxiao had far too many excuses.
Fortunately, this was lunch, so the food had not been prepared that quickly.
She made it there in time; when she arrived, the dishes had not yet been served.
Xia Zhizhi adjusted her emotions and strode over.
She stood directly beside Shen Wuxiao.
One of Shen Wuxiao's hands rested on the edge of the table while the other played with his phone.
Sensing someone beside him, he turned to look. A smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Eh? Wife—no, Boss, why are you here? I only came for a simple meal, yet you came in person."
"I'm truly overwhelmed by the honor."
Xia Zhizhi looked at Shen Wuxiao. This bastard was still putting on an act.
He was already about to flip the table.
Wasn't he just trying to force her to show herself?
"Better to arrive at the right time than early. Boss Xia hasn't eaten either, right? Fine, let's eat together."
Shen Wuxiao raised a hand in invitation.
Xia Zhizhi herself looked thoroughly