Lu Zhiwei readily agreed: "It's perfect since I didn't get to eat it."

Just as they were about to get into the car, Shen Jingmo, who had been pushed out from behind by Lin Jing, said in a deep voice, "Zhou Yan, I haven't eaten either. We haven't seen each other for so many years, we can go together."

Ruan Jizhou: "..."

Lu Zhiwei: "..."

Shen Jinmo, the dignified head of the Shen Group, has actually stooped to the point of forcibly mooching meals.

As long as you're thick-skinned enough, there's no meal you can't get for free.

Half an hour later, in a private room at the adjacent private restaurant.

The three of them sat down at the round table and had lunch.

"Since you two visited me in the hospital, this meal is on me." After all the dishes were served, Shen Jinmo handed the card to the waiter and went to pay the bill.

In this way, he directly turned the situation around, from freeloading to treating others to a meal, and he no longer had to worry about losing face.

Ruan Jizhou and Lu Zhiwei ate their lunch quietly, watching Shen Jinmo jump around like a clown, directing and acting out his own drama.

Wearing gloves, Ruan Jizhou thoughtfully peeled a shrimp for Lu Zhiwei and placed it on her plate with elegant and meticulous movements.

Shen Jinmo had never served anyone like this before, and she disdained to compete with Ruan Jizhou in peeling shrimp and picking up vegetables in the same way.

He slowly put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip: "Is the big star Ruan no longer popular?"

Ruan Jizhou, who was peeling shrimp, paused for a moment, his hands stopping, his dark eyes flickering: "What do you mean by that?"

"I used to be so busy that I wanted to be on set 365 days a year, but lately I've been quite free. I'm always busy with my ex-wife."

“We’re the same age, and you’ve already gotten married and divorced, while I’ve barely even dated. My family is pressuring me to get married. The Lu and Zhou families are planning a marriage alliance, and I’m determined to seize this opportunity.” Ruan Jizhou gazed at Lu Zhiwei, his eyes full of sincerity.

Shen Jinmo's face turned ashen after hearing this, and he lost his appetite: "What's the use of being sure? She doesn't even like you."