"Should I feel honored? The boss of the Zong Group actually helps me in the kitchen."
"No, otherwise wouldn't you have to spend the rest of your life feeling honored every day?"
Zongshan's words made Xi Ying couldn't help but curl her eyes.
Zongshan saw Xi Ying happy from the corner of his eye, and he became happy too.
Only then did he realize that one person's emotions are so easily infected by another person.
As long as I have her in my heart, it seems that all the joys, sorrows and joys are connected to her.
When she is happy, he is happy.
Her smile is like the sun, and he is the sunflower that always follows the sun.
After washing their hands, the two went into the kitchen.
Although Zongshan rarely enters the kitchen, he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs running away. He has been quite successful in doing such a small thing as killing people.
But toward the end of his short career in the kitchen, several drops of oil splashed from the pan onto his shirt.
He didn't notice it at the time, but Xi Ying discovered it after the two brought the prepared dishes to the restaurant.
As a result, the best washing time was missed, and the oil stains could only stick to Zongshan's body.
"You don't have mysophobia or something, do you? Do you want your people to send you a shirt?" Xi Ying picked up a chopstick of green vegetables and asked, staring at Zongshan's oily shirt.
"Don't you know if I have mysophobia?" Zongshan looked at Xi Ying strangely.
Xi Ying drank a glass of orange juice without changing her expression, and then replied: "Forget about the past, you and I just got to know each other again today."
This explanation is very sufficient.
So Zongshan followed her wishes and stopped mentioning the past, "I don't have mysophobia, so it doesn't matter if it's just a little dirty. I can change it after I get home."
"Um."
Since the real owner doesn't mind, Xi Ying won't say anything more.
Both of them followed the ancient tradition of eating without speaking, so they ate the meal quietly and slowly.
Half an hour later, just when Zongshan put down the bowls and chopsticks and was about to say something, his cell phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, apologized to Xi Ying, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.
Xi Ying, on the other hand, put away the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen for the hourly worker to wash, while she went to clean up the things herself.
After Zongshan came back from the phone call, Xi Ying also came out with her hair in a ponytail and a backpack on her back.
Xi Ying's facial features tend to be sweet, and with such a youthful hairstyle, if she didn't mention her age, some people would believe that she was a high school student.
"Where are you going?" Zongshan put his phone in his pocket.
"exercise."
"Xi Ying, if you want to return to the modeling industry, I can help you." Zongshan looked at her and said seriously.
Regardless of Zongshan's own strength, based on Xi Ying's previous strength, as long as she is willing to develop in the modeling industry and stop thinking about other things, she will not be far behind.
After all, she broke onto the international catwalk without any background at all.
"I plan to return to the modeling industry, but I'm sorry, I don't want to rely on anyone else's strength. Oh, speaking of this, Zongshan, I hope you won't interfere behind the scenes. I want to go back on my own power and be glorious. Go back."
Xi Ying put her hands on the shoulder straps of her backpack, her eyes firm.
This determined look proves what she wants, what her goals in life are.
Zongshan has seen this look in many people's eyes.