The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

Zhao Yutong didn't say anything, and continued to remain indifferent and didn't respond to Zhou Xingyu's words.

"So now, has your family made any arrangements for you?" Zhou Xingyu continued to ask Zhao Yutong with a smile.

"You are still so gossipy." Zhao Yutong didn't really want to answer Zhou Xingyu's words, mainly because Zhou Xingyu was really too annoying.

"Don't!" Zhou Xingyu coquettishly shook his arm and said, "Just tell me! Make me curious."

"Not yet, but possible." After Zhao Yutong said that, he felt like not wanting to continue.

"Wow!" Zhou Xingyu smiled, then patted his back and said with a smile: "You can do it!" Then she hugged his back and whispered: "Tell me, your family has so much money. When you return to China to inherit, can you give me some investment?" Zhou Xingyu's words were always gentle. If it comes to acting coquettishly, Zhou Xingyu can act coquettishly to anyone. Don't say whether she has the shamelessness or not, after all, she is an actor.

"Are you still short of investment?" Zhao Yutong expressed his disbelief, looking at Zhou Xingyu who was approaching him to please him, but Zhao Yutong knew that Zhou Xingyu just wanted to continue to trick him into giving him information.

"No one will despise money!" Zhou Xingyu acted coquettishly and spoke very gently. "I've thought about it. Although my father's business is doing well, he still needs some cash cows to continue to make money for me. I think you are good. Why don't you go home to inherit the family and be an actor for me? I don't want you to act either. You just need a character." Zhou Xingyu gently seduced Zhao Yutong and hugged his waist tightly.

"Zhou Xingyu, you may be a little crazy, I..." Zhao Yutong was about to refuse her, because how could he make a living by relying on his face?

"What are you two talking about here?" Xi Yujia came in a wheelchair. She asked with a smile, "You two, don't know?" Her face was full of meaning, and the expression of watching a show reached its peak.

"What are you thinking about? I have a boyfriend." Zhou Xingyu smiled and continued to hug the man's waist, and moved her head closer to him. Although she was hugging the man's waist, she didn't do anything wrong that would arouse suspicion.

"Don't act like I'm attracted to you." Zhao Yutong speechlessly pushed the person's hand away.

"Hehe!" Zhou Xingyu chuckled twice, as if to say that he still didn't like Jia Jia, but it would be best if these childhood sweetheart feelings could fade away in the end.

Because there is no future.

"Are you feeling better?" Zhao Yutong asked Xi Yujia coldly.

"If this is good for me, then it should be good." Xi Yujia smiled, and then said: "What are you talking about?"

"Gossip, Jia Jia, do you have any gossip about Zhao Yutong?" Zhou Xingyu smiled and came over and hugged Xi Yujia.

"Ah!" Xi Yujia said with a smile, "I don't have any gossip about other people, but I can listen to Zhao Yutong." Xi Yujia was also joking, mainly because Xi Yujia didn't think that there was any gossip about Zhao Yutong that he could hear.

"It's like this." Zhou Xingyu said with a smile: "He said," motioning with her hand to Zhao Yutong, "that his family hasn't introduced him to a blind date yet, but it's possible, think about this possibility."

"I know!" Xi Yujia said with a smile, because she was sitting in a wheelchair, Zhou Xingyu was 1.7 meters tall wearing high heels, and Zhao Yutong was 1.84 meters tall. The two of them seemed so unattainable in front of Xi Yujia.

"What do you know?" Zhou Xingyu asked with a smile.

"Before." Xi Yujia said with a smile.

"Jia Jia, when did you learn to like gossip so much?" Zhou Xingyu asked her happily.

"Hey! Can't I have some fun besides academics?" Xi Yujia said with a smile: "The last time his parents went to Harvard, they were unable to send Zhao Yutong to enroll! Then his uncle and aunt talked about Europe." Xi Yujia smiled and glanced at Zhao Yutong without saying anything, as if waiting gently.

"Why don't you just tell me the whole story! Bad Jiajia, how did you become a bad boy? Talk to me alone!" Zhou Xingyu smiled and hugged Xi Yujia again, and kissed her face gently. The most important thing was that Xi Yujia didn't wear any makeup!