Duan Jiabao did not take the above conversation seriously, thinking that next time Lili came to Shenzhen, he must let him see a more beautiful version of himself.

Xiong Zhi returned to the kitchen with pickled meat and vegetables and stared at Duan Jiabao's back.

At this time, a hand patted his shoulder: "Are you hit?"

"..."

He looked down at the dishes on the plate and said nothing.

"Do you know why the workplace elements in many TV dramas are either finance, the Internet, celebrities, games, or the protagonists are bosses, second generation rich, little puppies, or business elites? Because little girls like these glamorous things.

The chef who works in the kitchen with chicken, duck, fish, onions, ginger and garlic is too low-level."

"Dabao is not that kind of person."

"If she had to choose between Lili and you, whose feelings do you think she cares about more?"

Xiong Zhi knew very well what Lin Yue wanted to say, but he believed that Duan Jiabao could still distinguish between reality and ideals. After all, she was also a college student and had studied for many years. She could not be as miserable as his cheap master said.

"Well, she doesn't want to eat, so I'll get it for my roommate to eat."
Chapter completed!