"Can I, please?" Peter reached out and held onto her shopping bag. "I'll wash the dishes for you. I heard Ms. Emerson say that your housekeeper went back to her hometown to visit her family. I can also help clean the house. I..."
"Stop it. Let's just eat. You don't need to do anything else. Let's go."
"Great. It's so kind of you, Miss Watson. I really love you."
Zoe stopped and looked at him carefully. "Don't like me, and don't love me. Please."
Peter was a little hurt. His eyes widened and he sighed. "I don't want to love you either. How about I say something I like about you, and then you can change?"
Zoe frowned. What tricks is this guy playing?
On the way, he told Zoe what he liked about her. He did not praise her the whole time. He did not even mention Zoe's appearance. All he mentioned had to do with her lifestyle or work ethic.
Zoe couldn't bear it anymore. "You said that you haven't dated before? It doesn't look like it."