"What's wrong?"
Seeing Zhao Xiaodao suddenly dazed, Lu Zheng hadn't yet reacted, "Got something this afternoon?"
"No, nothing!" Zhao Xiaodao blinked, stammering.
Lu Zheng thought for a moment, squinting, "What's on your mind? I've got some new ingredients these days, come home with me for dinner!"
"Oh oh! Sure sure!" Zhao Xiaodao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, nodding repeatedly.
No wonder she was overthinking; if she didn't know the existence of Si Lingxi and the other two women, Zhao Xiaodao would definitely have gone home with Lu Zheng without hesitation. After all, she had tasted Lu Zheng's cooking before, to the point of nosebleed.
But since knowing about the existence of Si Lingxi and the other two women, Zhao Xiaodao found it hard to view Lu Zheng in certain aspects properly, so hearing these words with slight ambiguity, as a top star who's been in the social circles for over a decade, it seems quite normal to think skewedly, right?
