As they ate desserts and chatted, dinner was soon served.
Because it was a little late, Xirong fuchen couldn't cook by himself. If he wanted to cook, it would be too late if he ate.
So the chefs in the kitchen worked together, and the dishes were served very quickly.
Xirong fuchen, Duan Jintian, Huang Luoxiu, and Zi Lingxi sat in front of the dining room, chatting as they ate.
Duan Jintian was good at taking care of people's emotions. With her around, Zi Lingxi slowly relaxed, and the two of them chatted from time to time.
Zi Lingxi didn't lie or hide anything. She slowly told Duan Jintian some of her own things.
Zi Lingxi felt a little inferior, but she also couldn't believe that she was having dinner with the president's daughter.
She felt especially embarrassed that she had been adopted by Huang Luoxiu.
However, she realized that Duan Jintian was not looking at her strangely at all.
