"President Gong, you're back so early?"
She had timed it carefully, thinking that such a busy CEO would probably return at six o'clock!
Unexpectedly, he had arrived home at five, or perhaps he had been standing behind her for quite some time.
"Do I need your permission to come back to my own home whenever I want?"
His tone was cold and domineering, his presence imposing at least three meters, and his deep black eyes exuded an intimidating force.
Naturally, he wouldn't tell her that he was eager to try the food she cooked.
This little creature's hands were truly magical, capable of preparing such delicious food.
"Hehe, of course not!" Chi Xiaoyu didn't dare to respond and hurriedly stewed the chicken.
He just stood there behind her...
So nervous! The feeling of being watched by him was very uncomfortable; she occasionally dropped the spatula and even messed up the seasoning.
