Narcissistic Paranoia

Lu Zhen's expression could no longer be described as shocked. Her brain even lost the ability to think for a moment. After more than ten seconds, Lu Zhen's dead brain slowly regained its function. She looked at what Bian Lang had said to her and felt that she did not recognize those lines.

Why would Bian Lang think that she did those things because she paid special attention to him? Or even liked him?

She simply could not understand.

Lu Zhen organized her words in her mind and replied to Bian Lang, "Mr. Bian, you've misunderstood. The reason I did this was out of my responsibility as a butler. If it were any other team member who wasn't feeling well, I would have cared about him and taken care of him. As for the milk-flavored biscuits I prepared for you that day, I just hope that you can get up early and not delay the day."