Lu Yinan sent out another text message just in time. 'I think you can't continue with your posturing anymore.'
Ming Ansheng suddenly interjected with his message. 'Sigh. It's your lifetime mistake to have met Xuxu. The once overbearing President has now turned into her loyal pet dog.'
Lu Yinan: 'I heard that you can cook well now?'
'I also heard about of it. One day, I'll visit you to have a taste of your culinary skills.'
'Scram!' Young Master Yan was at the end of his patience. He closed his laptop right away.
Of course, he was still aware that Xuxu was sitting opposite him. Hence, he closed his laptop with gentle hands.
Xuxu was still sketching away on the paper. Yan Rusheng propped both hands on his cheeks and observed her intently. The corners of his mouth revealed an affectionate smile.
