Shi Yuting looked at him with a slightly displeased expression.
Zhong Shenghao couldn't help but say, "President, I came here to save you before your candlelit dinner with a woman. Shouldn't I at least stay for a meal?"
Shi Yuting still didn't say anything and just looked at him with disdain.
Zhong Shenghao couldn't help but turn to Zuo Weiyi. "Weiyi, what do you think?"
Zuo Weiyi looked up at him.
If that was the case, she had no reason to let him leave on an empty stomach.
It was already seven o'clock. When they decided to have dinner out, she had already let Xiao Cui go home from work, so she would have to cook something up instead.
"I'll make noodles for you guys," she said before walking into the kitchen.
Zhong Shenghao watched her disappear through the kitchen door. Then, he turned to meet Shi Yuting's cold eyes.
Shi Yuting spoke coldly. "Don't you think you're third-wheeling here?"
