At noon the next day, at the dinner table, Tian Junhao, An Ying, Xue'er, and Xiaoyan were sitting gracefully.

Tian Junhao habitually put a whole plate of shrimps in front of him. As usual, he peeled them very carefully. His slender hands were like treating a fine work of art. His movements were slow, elegant and careful. Even the shrimps The black meridian in the body was also carefully pulled out, then dipped in jam, and placed on the plate in front of An Ying.

An Ying also habitually held the chopsticks, enjoying the shrimp that Hao personally peeled for her.

Xue'er was sitting next to her, with an envious expression on her face.

She sneaked a glance at Tian Junhao, whose hairline was slightly raised, who was as beautiful as a king, and thought that it would be great if she could meet such an excellent man. [

Xiaoyan's face was covered with a layer of frost.

Gritting her teeth with hatred in her heart, where is this damn woman looking with her eyes?

He came here early in the morning and sincerely apologized to her for what happened yesterday, but the woman remained calm and never shifted her eyes to him.

Xiaoyan was depressed, and complained to the boss: "Boss, you took away the whole plate of shrimp, what should I eat?"

Tianjun gave him a cold look, "Did I invite you to Cengfan?"

"Even if I don't eat it, Xue'er will." He said sourly.

"No need!" Xue'er replied bluntly, Xiaoyan was immediately ashamed.

Seeing An Ying giggling, she simply pushed the small dish in front of her to Xue'er: "Xue'er, let's eat together." Then she said to Tian Junhao: "Hao, please."

Tian Junhao divided the prawns on the plate into two, and sent one to Xiaoyan's side, before he said flatly: "I only peel it for my own woman! If you want to eat it, let others peel it!"

It meant that other women were not allowed to eat the prawns he peeled. Xueer just stretched out her chopsticks, but she shrank back in fear.

"Hee hee, Xue'er, the boss is the meanest, I'll peel it for you to eat."

Xiaoyan immediately moved her hands to show her courtesy, completely ignoring Xueer's indifferent and polite manners.

Xue'er tried her best to maintain her ladylike image, and after taking a few mouthfuls, she put down her chopsticks: "I'm full, An Ying, I'm going out."

"Where are you going?" Before An Ying could speak, Xiaoyan asked first.

Xue'er stood up from her seat, pursed her mouth, and thought, do I need to report to you where I am going?

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