Aurelia Shaw bit her chopsticks, a slight smile on her lips, glancing down at Viscount Zhou, and tapped his head with one hand, "Take care of yourself first."
"I remember Uncle Zhou will urge you to get married in a few years. Your wife is quite pretty and has given you a big, chubby son."
"Don't try to fool me; that's absolutely impossible." Viscount Zhou scoffed, "Others might not know you, but I do. Believing such talk would be ridiculous."
"Eating a meal with you and getting tricked into a wife, never mind. I'll go take care of your matters first, so you don't later say I'll get hit by a car when I go out."
Aurelia Shaw sneered, half-closing her peach blossom eyes, her pupils shimmering, "If you mess up, I'll dock your bonus."
"You were going to give me a bonus?" Viscount Zhou glared at her but still walked away diligently.
Aurelia Shaw's lips curled into a smile, feeling the sunshine warm against her body.
