Su Jian probably had anticipated this outcome, her smile not diminishing in the slightest, "The watch is in my bag, but I can't use my hands right now, could you hold this soup-filled bun for me first?"
The man's brows twisted subtly, his face cold as he took the take-out bag from her hands.
Seizing the opportunity, Su Jian said, "Doctor Zhou, such an expensive watch should really be taken inside by me, just in case it gets damaged that wouldn't be good."
She finished speaking with a smile, not waiting for his opinion before squeezing herself through the door into his house.
Zhou Lu's face visibly darkened, he turned around, his eyes chillingly fixed on her, eventually landing on her sprained ankle, and the color in his eyes darkened a few shades as he pursed his lips without speaking.