Ran Yu's eyelid twitched, "Wasn't it a gift from you? Can't I bond with it?"
"It's already 7:30, hurry up and wash your hands for dinner!" Lu Ziheng said authoritatively.
Ran Yu: "..."
Okay then.
**
After dinner, Lu Ziheng dropped Ran Yu off at the premium tutoring class and finally returned to the company after an absence of a week.
Little did he know...
The executive elevator was broken and under repair.
Having no choice, he had to deign to use the regular elevator.
When the elevator reached the first floor, the crowd at the door, who were about to rush in, suddenly froze in horror, and no one dared to step in for a long while.
Lu Ziheng, in a good mood, stepped back and said, "You're going to be late."
The crowd instantly swarmed in, greeting him enthusiastically.
"Third Young Master, good morning."
"Third Young Master, good day."
"Third Young Master..."
"What happened to your face, Third Young Master?" Someone finally asked the question on everyone's mind.
