President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

After finding his own room, Qin Guan lay down on the bed without saying a word, wanting to have a good sleep.

After waking up, I will investigate what Qin Su has experienced in these years.

But Zhou Zheng didn't intend to give him this chance.

Not long after lying down, the doorbell of Qin Guan's room rang.

Qin Guan originally wanted to pretend he didn't hear it and continue to sleep, but the people outside the door were unyielding and kept pressing.

Really annoyed, Qin Guan had no choice but to rush to open the door.

"It's so late at night, why don't people sleep in it!" Qin Guan angrily said with a feeling of anger.

After seeing the people outside the door clearly, his expression became a little unnatural, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, "Why is it you again, didn't I say not to eat?"

That's right, the person standing outside the door is Zhou Zheng!

At this moment, Zhou Zheng was smiling all over his face, and raised the things in his hand above his head, "I know, Young Master Qin, you don't want to eat, but I can bring it to you, look, I packed it for you !"

Hearing this, Qin Guan noticed that both of Zhou Zheng's hands were insulated boxes.

It seems that he packed a lot of meals and came back.

Everyone has already achieved this step, and Qin Guan can't refuse the door any longer, and turns sideways to make way for Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng immediately entered the room with a smile on his face.

When they arrived at the dining table, they took out all the packed meals and tested the temperature one by one.

Two of the dishes were cold, and Zhou Zheng insisted on heating them in the kitchen that comes with the suite.

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome," Qin Guan said, "When I was in Xizhou, I often ate cold food when I worked overtime."

Zhou Zheng's expression was serious, "Then how can it be done, Young Master Qin, you have to take good care of your body, what should you do if you really get sick, it's so distressing!"

Unable to explain, Zhou Zheng turned around and entered the kitchen.

Qin Guan moved his chopsticks only after the hot dishes were brought to the table, and extended an invitation to Zhou Zheng, "Did you not eat, why don't you have some together?"

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Zhou Zheng didn't hesitate, and sat directly opposite Qin Guan.

After being woken up, Qin Guan also felt a little hungry, so he began to feast on the dishes on the table.

While eating, he praised, "Don't say it, the restaurant you chose is indeed not bad, and the taste is very good. Next time I come to country M, I will bring my friends to try it."

Zhou Zheng hurriedly took out a card, "Young Master Qin, remember to swipe my card, I loaded it with money, a lot of money, you can spend it as you like."

"No need," Qin Guan refused without thinking, "I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage, you can just buy me this meal, and if I want to eat in the future, I will pay for it myself."

Zhou Zheng had no choice but to give up.

Halfway through eating, he noticed that the plate of shrimp in front of Qin Guan hadn't been touched.

He suddenly became nervous, "Young Master Qin, why don't you eat this plate of shrimp, are you allergic to seafood?"

It's over, he wanted to help Mr. Huo please his future brother-in-law, but if he ordered some dishes that Qin Guan couldn't eat, wouldn't he just be more helpful?

Just as he was worried, he heard Qin Guan say, "I'm not allergic, but peeling the shrimp is too laborious, so let's forget it."

When Zhou Zheng heard this, he silently put the plate of shrimps in front of him.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Zheng pushed the plate back, and there were two rows of peeled shrimp neatly placed inside.

"Young Master Qin, I've already peeled it for you, you can try it quickly, this shrimp tastes so good, you will definitely like it."

When the words fell to the ground, Qin Guan's eyes suddenly became serious!