He first went back upstairs to change his clothes.
Xiao An was serving him the whole time without any reservations.
At her age, a woman really loses a lot of her girlish shyness; once opened up, she completely lowered her guard around Zhou Wang.
Watching her help him dress, with that docile look, Zhou Wang, who had just been teased by Miss Xiao Cheng, was indeed a bit riled up.
But Zhou Wang restrained himself rationally.
Xiao An's status wasn't appropriate, and he had some serious business to take care of next; the timing wasn't right.
"Xiao An, have you ever thought about resigning from West Lake Four Seasons?"
When Xiao An was bending over to help him adjust his pants hem, Zhou Wang remembered something and asked.
"Uh, Mr. Zhou, do you mean..."
Xiao An looked up, puzzled.
