After work, Ye Fan, of course, failed to ask Lu Xiaoman out for dinner and drove home on his own.
Upon arriving home, the well-decorated dining room already had five or six dishes on the table that were a feast for the senses. Unsurprisingly, these dishes weren't made by the nanny, Aunt Liao, but by a full-time chef. This chef only needed to cook one dinner a day, yet Li Zhaojun paid him 8,000 yuan a month.
After washing his hands and face, Ye Fan came out, and so did Li Zhaojun.
The two of them sat at the dining table. Ye Fan had thought that she had specifically asked him to come home for dinner to discuss something, to at least have some interaction. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jun was preoccupied with eating the whole time, not uttering a single word. Whenever he made a bit too much noise while eating, she would immediately sweep a look of disgust and disdain his way.