"I haven't eaten anything."
Lu Zhuo looked at Ming Shu pitifully.
The latter smiled. "Help yourself and you'll want for nothing."
Lu Zhuo almost rolled his eyes at her. He took out his phone and began to work on it. Ming Shu was lazy to care about him, so she went back to her room and changed into something comfortable after finishing the snacks.
During the process she answered a phone call which lasted for nearly half an hour. When she walked out, the living room was dark, and there were only candles burning in the dining room. The table was served with delicate food.
When the soft music sounded, Lu Zhuo came out from the dark. With a smile on his face, he kept one of his hands behind his back and reached the other hand in front of Ming Shu, bowing slightly. "Miss Xu Bei, may I have the honor of inviting you for dinner?"
In the candlelight, Lu Zhuo's outline seemed to soften.
