"Assistant."
Chen Lu, who was close behind, explained.
After speaking, Chen Lu turned to look at Mo Shangjun and Ya Tianxing, saying, "Her name is Shen Xi."
Shen Xi was startled for a moment, cautiously sizing up the two people.
One male, one female, both very attractive. The man exuded an elegant and noble air that made him hard to read; the woman had a lazy and carefree demeanor, holding a glass of water in her hand, gently swirling it, and looking at Shen Xi with a relaxed and amiable gaze.
Looking at them, it took Shen Xi a while to come to her senses, then she greeted them, "Hello."
"Have a seat."
Chen Lu pointed to a single-seater sofa.
"Oh, okay." Shen Xi regained her senses, was about to walk over, but seeing the porridge in her hand, hesitated for a moment before asking Chen Lu, "Uncle Chen, do you want to have some too?"
