Lu Ze nodded casually when he heard this. It seemed that Xuan Ying had something to do and went out early in the morning.
Ahem, for people like them who live the night life, noon is their morning.
If he hadn't come back earlier last night, he would still be dreaming at this time.
During this period, Xuan Ying was dragged to visit his bars, clubs, clubs, and casinos every night.
The more formal ones are the very large five-star chain hotels.
However, this five-star hotel has hired professional personnel to take care of it, and Xuan Ying just goes there regularly to check the numbers.
No one knew that this was from their gang, they thought it was a branch of that group.
So Lu Ze didn't care about Xuan Ying going out. He thought he had official matters to deal with, until...
While Lu Ze was sipping a cup of fragrant green tea, this was what Lu Ze must drink after meals.
I don’t know why he is so insistent on having a cup of tea after meals.
Even he himself was deeply surprised, but he knew that this habit must have been for a long time, otherwise why would he feel so familiar?
For many habits, he doesn't know how natural it is to do them, as if he does them often.
But in Xuan Ying's eyes, it was unexpected, because the young master had never had these habits before.
But the young master has been in a coma for so many years. After waking up, it is not surprising that his habits have changed drastically. After all, the young master has lost his memory!
So Xuan Ying often looked at him in surprise. He remembered that the young master must have had a cup of fragrant Blue Mountain coffee after meals.
Why did he switch to tea now? But after he tried green tea once, he also fell in love with the fragrant green tea.
It is true that compared to the fragrant coffee, green tea seems light, but it is this lightness that makes people who are drowsy after a meal feel refreshed and energetic.
"Master, how should you thank me?"
Xuan Ying leaned on the dining table and proudly held up a stack of white paper in his hand, about ten sheets.
Lu Ze leaned back on the chair without changing his expression, holding the teacup in one hand and taking a gentle sip in his mouth.
He only glanced at Xuan Ying with the corner of his eye, showing no interest at all in the white paper in his hand.