Dinner

Jian Wuxin stared at Ming Ze who opened the door for her.

She was prepared, so she managed to maintain an indifferent expression that was akin to an ice sculpture.

Ming Ze who knew her thoughts only smiled as he said, "thank you for coming, Miss Jian... Please come in!"

He made a polite inviting gesture, making his guest inevitably feel at ease.

Jian Wuxin looked into his eyes, then replied as she took a step into the house, "I'm just visiting for a while. After eating, I will leave. I still have other business."

After saying that, her eyes gazed at the dining table full of classy dishes where each plate itself looked extremely luxurious.

Since Ming Ze claimed to be cooking himself, so she was surprised.

She couldn't help but stare at him again.

"Are you really cooking yourself?" she asked.