"Alright, Mr. Lu." The janitor quickly agreed and promptly left.
Lu Yixia, quite vexed, ruffled his hair, turned his head to Shen Xin and said, "Dianxin, can you stop being angry, please?"
Shen Xin looked at him without responding.
"What do you want for lunch? How about Szechuan cuisine? Don't you love Szechuan cuisine the most?" Lu Yixia thought for a moment before asking her.
"No." Shen Xin responded quite bluntly.
"How about hot pot then?" Lu Yixia continued asking, not giving up.
"Nope."
"Hong Kong style tea restaurant?"
"No."
"Then what do you fancy??" Lu Yixia looked at her helplessly, at least she was still willing to talk to him. Does that mean she's not too angry?
"You." Shen Xin looked at him unblinkingly with her beautiful eyes.
"Eh?" Lu Yixia was taken aback for a moment, then silently held out his arm to Shen Xin, speaking with a deep voice, "Here you go, chew on this…"
"..." Shen Xin was slightly taken aback and rolled her eyes involuntarily.
