Huo Jincheng was worried Lu Xingzhi would get bored, so he thoughtfully turned on the TV for her.
"Do you want to watch a movie or a TV drama?" Huo Jincheng asked.
"A movie!" Lu Xingzhi had a feeling that watching a movie in this room would be very enjoyable.
"Alright! Then let’s watch a movie. Zhi Zhi, do you want to watch something foreign or domestic? I think maybe a classic French movie would be good!" Huo Jincheng rarely watched domestic films.
He usually watched foreign ones, and he had many original versions.
The current atmosphere was also perfect for a French romance film.
Both he and Lu Xingzhi spoke French, so they could watch without any stress.
"Alright!" Lu Xingzhi didn’t have any objections.
The movie started playing, and Huo Jincheng sat down next to Lu Xingzhi.
"Zhi Zhi, weren’t you going to help me peel an apple?" Huo Jincheng wasn’t really expecting her to do it; it was just that Lu Xingzhi seemed not inclined to move at all.
Lu Xingzhi never peeled apples when she ate them herself, but since she had said she would, she resignedly picked up the fruit knife.
"Okay, okay, let me do it! Your hands shouldn’t be doing dangerous tasks ." Huo Jincheng genuinely worried she might hurt herself.
It wouldn’t be worth it.
"I can handle these little tasks just fine."
"I can’t bear to let you do it." Huo Jincheng took the fruit knife from her hand, peeled an apple, but didn’t eat it himself, instead handed it to Lu Xingzhi.
"You’re giving this to me, but I don’t want to eat it." Lu Xingzhi was not very fond of apples.
Huo Jincheng directly placed it in her hand, "Eat it! It’s good for your health, you should replenish yourself."
Eating apples and watching a movie, one has to admit, French films are really great.
This romance film had leading actors who delivered stellar performances and were physically attractive, both beautiful and romantic.
It practically made one’s heart race and cheeks flush.
"Did you intentionally show me this movie to hint that I, as a fiancée, am not very responsible?"
After the movie ended, Lu Xingzhi finally felt something was off.
"You really are... just like Xixi said."
But you have to take responsibility for the words you say.
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"Zhi Zhi, are you upset?" Huo Jincheng naturally sensed that Lu Xingzhi wasn’t happy, especially when she deliberately sat on the sofa ignoring him.
"Not upset, just not happy." Lu Xingzhi corrected him.
Is there a difference?
"It’s my fault, what do you want me to do?" Huo Jincheng didn’t know what to do, but apologizing first is always the right move.
He discovered a truth early on in life: never argue logic with a woman.
Women are never wrong, and if they are, you should take the blame upon yourself.
"I just hope you do nothing." As Lu Xingzhi spoke, she twisted her wrist again.
"Let me massage it for you." Huo Jincheng noticed her movement, took her hand, and gently massaged it.
"Massage my shoulders too." Lu Xingzhi leaned back on the sofa with her eyes closed, "And my neck too."
Recalling what Bertrand had said, she told Huo Jincheng: "Uncle, the teacher said he wants me to go to France with him. Doesn’t he have a symphony orchestra? They always have performances, and he wants me to show my face in France first."
"He sure has your future planned out nicely. Letting him take advantage for nothing."