In an instant, the silver spoon beside Qiu Zhixuan's cup of floral tea fell in.
A crisp "clang" sounded.
Qiu Zhixuan looked at Yu Wei.
At the same time, Xiao Zuo, who had just entered the door to change shoes and fetch materials for Feng Chengjin, was also stunned.
Soon, a few people looked at each other, Xiao Zuo felt awkward, holding the key, and said, "Sorry, I didn't expect Madam to be in the living room, I came back to get some documents for the president."
Qiu Zhixuan pressed her lips, unsure if Xiao Zuo heard anything.
But judging by Xiao Zuo's expression and age, along with his rashness upon entering, she thought he probably hadn't heard anything.
She nodded slightly and didn't say more.
Xiao Zuo hurried upstairs, retrieved the document he needed from the study for the president, turned back, and left.
As he sat in the car, driving away.
Xiao Zuo snapped out of his extreme embarrassment.
