Sheng Yize was noticeably surprised. It took him a few seconds to realize that An Xiaxia was cosying up to him!
The saccharine voice of his beloved woman was more powerful than a nuclear bomb and Sheng Yize almost felt lightheaded. Right now, if An Xiaxia asked him for the moon, he would probably buy a spaceship and fly off with her.
"Sure, what do you want to eat?" Sheng Yize asked, holding a spoon.
An Xiaxia darted a glance at the woman, who looked horrified. As she looked at An Xiaxia and Sheng Yize in turn, the expression on her face was quite a remarkable thing to watch.
An Xiaxia faintly recalled that this woman was Sheng Yize's secretary.
And she had said to her over the phone that there was no way An Xiaxia was Sheng Yize's wife.
"I want cake." An Xiaxia pointed with a finger. Sheng Yize took a spoonful right away and raised it to An Xiaxia's lips.
An Xiaxia grinned. "Feed me!"
