Jin Meng opened the refrigerator, took out two cans of watermelon juice, placed one in front of Zhou Mingchen, and twisted open the other, taking a big gulp.
"Mr. Zhou, have some drink first."
The serious expression on Zhou Mingchen's face as he sat on the sofa made her feel somewhat at a loss, although she was not someone who had never seen the world and couldn't be easily frightened by others, yet this guy's oppressive aura was really too strong.
Jin Meng now somewhat understood why Xia Lu just couldn't get along with someone with such good conditions. In her previous opinion, with so much money, many other faults could be tolerated, and being a wealthy lady wasn't so easy after all, most of them depended on the endurance of a ninja.
"I'm not thirsty," Zhou Mingchen said in a low voice, his expression unchanged, still with a stern face.
