Viscount Zhou drove the car back to Cloud Pavilion Garden.
Ursa Miller had already prepared the dinner. Seeing the two of them return, she put the dishes on the table, and Viscount Zhou's habit of dropping by for meals had become routine.
During the meal, Aurelia Shaw's phone rang several times. She only glanced at it the first time and didn't look at it again afterward.
Viscount Zhou bit his chopsticks, finding the food tasteless. After a long inner struggle, he finally asked, "Who sent the text message?"
"An insignificant person," Aurelia Shaw said casually.
Viscount Zhou's expression grew more conflicted. Watching Aurelia Shaw's calm demeanor while she ate, he felt as if his heart was being tickled by a cat's paw, unbearably conflicted.
"Just leave after eating," Aurelia Shaw put down her chopsticks, taking her phone into the room.
