"Snap."
Guo Shuxian placed the plate down directly and sat opposite Hao Jian, her gaze intensely fixed on him.
Hao Jian looked up at her, then shifted to the side to avoid facing her directly, and continued to eat his meal.
Seeing this, Guo Shuxian grew furious. I haven't even scorned you yet, and you dare to scorn me first?
Guo Shuxian snorted and began to eat as well.
"Mrs. Guo, what a coincidence to run into you here," said a portly middle-aged man with a somewhat sleazy appearance as he walked over. He had a parted haircut, was short in stature, and resembled those traitors in movies.
Upon seeing him, Guo Shuxian's brows slightly furrowed, and she said expressionlessly, "Coincidence? I think you knew I would be here from the morning."
She knew what this man was thinking: ever since their chance encounter at a charity gala, he had been pestering her nonstop, looking for various opportunities to interact with her.
