Chen Xixi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Boss lady?"
"Yep, interested?"
Chen Xixi's gaze shifted slightly: "Is this... a proposal?"
Zhou Jinyuan leaned his arm on the edge of the table and leaned forward a bit, looking at Chen Xixi seriously and asking, "Would you accept?"
"Isn't it too fast?"
She wasn't ready yet.
Zhou Jinyuan smiled a little, picked up a pair of disposable chopsticks, and handed them over to Chen Xixi: "Eat quickly."
Chen Xixi glanced at the ribs in the lunch box, swallowed, and showed a look of resisting temptation, saying, "I'm afraid it will make my face puffy tomorrow, and I won't look good on camera."
"Having a little won't hurt." After persuading her, Zhou Jinyuan seriously added, "If you're too tired after shooting this drama, just rest a bit. The rich lady and I can afford to support you."
