"That's rainbow fried rice..." Xiang Ziyuan knew that she shouldn't expect anything nice to say from the other party.
Glancing at the doorbell that was still ringing, she frowned, glanced at Zuo Zimo awkwardly, then slowly lowered her eyelids and said, "It's not appropriate for me to stay!"
There was a meaningful smile on Zuo Zimo's lips, and his tone was gentle, "There is nothing inappropriate. It just so happens that the other party also wants to meet you, so he probably has something to say to you."
"You have something to tell me?" Xiang Ziyuan was stunned again, "Could she have misunderstood something?"
Since the other party already knows that she lives in his house, he also wants to talk to her. In this case, there is usually only one possibility.
He probably wanted to remind or warn her.
It seems that I can no longer live here.
Zuo Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was incomprehensible, "Is this a misunderstanding? I'll explain it to you when we meet! Okay, I'll open the door, and you can help me pour out the soup from the pot."
"I……"
Xiang Ziwan wanted to say something else, but Zuo Zimo ignored it and walked directly towards the door. She bit her lower lip, glanced in the direction of the entrance, and stood up from the sofa with a complicated and ugly expression.
Soon, the sound of opening and closing the door sounded. Xiang Ziyuan came out of the kitchen carrying soup, and saw Mr. Zuo coming in from the entrance behind Zuo Zimo.
"Chairman?" The moment he saw the person clearly, Xiang Ziyuan was stunned for a moment. Then Zuo Zimo said: "Xiaowan, take out the bowls and chopsticks, you can eat!"
"Huh?" Xiang Ziyuan couldn't help but was stunned again, "Why don't you wait for her to eat so quickly?"
"Her?" Zuo Zimo raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't know who she meant.
"That's it...that's the person you want to invite!" Xiang Ziwan lowered his head, and his voice became lower and lower every word. The other party was asking questions knowingly! He invited someone, how could he not know who the other party was?
"The person has arrived, but I didn't invite him." Zuo Zimo frowned and looked helplessly at the old man beside him. The latter gave him a big cold look in return, and the old man said with a tigerish face:
"You brat, what do you mean? Can't I come? Or are you just so unwelcome to me, an old man like me?"
Zuo Zimo calmly shrugged and explained with a smile: "How could it be? Didn't I specially prepare a table of dishes for you to come over, grandpa? These are all what you like to eat, and I cooked them myself. If you really are not welcome,
, how can it be possible to enjoy such good treatment?"
"How did you know I would come?" Mr. Zuo frowned slightly and looked at his grandson in confusion.
Zuo Zimo smiled and said: "Of course it's because our ancestors and grandchildren are connected!" He was raised by the old man. How could he not guess what the other person was thinking and what he might do.
He didn't take the girl back at noon today. With the old man's impatience, he would not be able to wait until the next day.
"Humph!" The old man glared at the other party fiercely, "Since you know what I am thinking, then why don't you bring this girl back to see me? I'm so old that I still have to run around."
"It's not that I don't want to take it with me, but that some people are unwilling to go." Zuo Zimo deliberately glanced in the direction of Zi Yuan, who was confused and didn't understand what it had to do with him.