Chapter 17 New Work (4)

However, as he walked up to her side, the corners of his mouth curled up in a smug arc.

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"Yu Zexiao, what do you mean!" In Yu Zexiao's dressing room, Jian Anning glared angrily at the man in front of her.

Yu Zexiao didn't even spare her a glance, cheerfully bending down to pick up a newspaper, casually flipping through the pages.

Seeing his unfathomably proud demeanor, Jian Anning felt her anger rising. She strode quickly forward, her fingers itching to snatch the newspaper away!

However, just as her fingertips were about to touch it, Yu Zexiao spoke.

He said, "Coffee."

"???" Jian Anning gave him a puzzled look, but Yu Zexiao didn't lift his head, his slender finger effortlessly turned the page, "I want coffee."

Jian Anning was so irritated she had to laugh: "You've got hands and feet, can't you make it yourself?"