Xiang Xiaoyuan did not expect Lu Wanggui to get off work so early again today. However, he had finished his meal at the office before he got off work. After Xiang Xiaoyuan had finished eating the sweet and sour ribs made by the chef at home, she was satisfied. She patted her stomach in satisfaction and collapsed on the sofa.
She had wanted to lie down to digest her food, but who would have thought that Lu Wanggui would ask her out for a walk in the next second.
Xiang Xiaoyuan: "..."
It was a little strange.
When she had just transmigrated, Lu Wanggui was still overseas on a business trip. During that time, he had not called her at all. If there was anything, he would contact her through his assistant. After he returned from his business trip, although he was not cold to her, he was not enthusiastic either. It could be seen that Lu Wanggui did not really care about the original owner.
