"It's only a piece of clothes, isn't it? What exactly was there to flaunt?"

Tony pursed his lips and picked up his phone to check the time without replying to Zac's question.

He sneered softly and asked, "President Hill, it's already eight o'clock.Why don't you pack up and go home?"

Zac had drunk at least two mouthfuls of wine at the previous party, but now he was deafeningly quiet and stunned.

So Tony might as well not let him get in the way of other people's perceptions.

Because of his great self-control, he believed he could put up with Zac's terrible attitude for more than 20 years.

But even if his strength of will was good enough, he couldn't endure it anymore.

"Look at this man's daily coquettish manipulation.Is it something a person can do?"

Tony remarked, but Zac was not annoyed when he heard his words.

He stood up instead and lightly nodded, "Well, then I'll go back."

Zac was still preoccupied with other things, so he didn't have time to talk to them.

When Anika and her good friend came home, the lights in the living room were on.

Although there was no one in the living room, she knew that Zac should have returned.

She then walked upstairs to change into her home clothes.

Afterward, she went into the kitchen and cleaned the lemons and delicious pears she had purchased from the supermarket in order to make lemon pear juice.

Zac usually had a lot of social interactions, and other people intentionally toasted to please him Thus, it was inevitable for him to drink.

She knew that every time he finished drinking, his voice would be hoarse the next day.

So she decided to make him some lemon pear juice.

According to Alena, this was referred to as gradually melting the other person's heart in the details.

As the saying goes, a baker's wife may bite of a bun, a brewer's wife may bite of a tun.

lived with Zac, it was convenient for

pear juice, she kept a close eye on

it would stick to the pan

for more than an hour, watching the small pot of lemon pear juice gradually thicken before

the shelf, she suddenly felt

chestnuts on

jar near her as she noticed the bottle was going to break onto her

pain

falling, the heavy bottle slammed into the hand that

the ground

around, she saw Zac whose

as he looked

frowned, and when she regained her senses, she hurriedly asked him, "Is your hand

fist and shook his

of relief and went to look at the mess on

which was sent by Borris and had been filled

caught a glimpse of her staring at the fragment and held her hands on his

the sweet chestnuts in a clean carton

at the ceramic pot on the gas burner after cleaning up the mess and asked indifferently, "It's so late, why are you still cooking

she realized that he had returned, Zac went downstairs

kitchen all the time

kitchen several times in

she stood there in a daze,

in

glass jars

you finish your wine, your throat will be hoarse.You can also bring some to the company” Zac locked his gaze on her, his throat slightly damp as he

hooked up softly and he paused for a long time before saying lightly, "Yes,

a halt as she

her eyes and shook her head, "Actually ...you don't

hadn't said thank you to her before, so it seemed strange

glass jar from her and raised his

said, "Yes,

a little

half

was a thin wall between the master

up and came out

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