Wen Bai went upstairs to wash up and change clothes as he was going to the research center.
When he finished and went downstairs, he saw an uninvited guest already seated in the living room.
Wen Ziyue sat regally on the living room sofa, while the tall and handsome 575 politely inquired about his drink preference.
Wen Ziyue was not picky and responded courteously to the robot.
Then, 575, according to Wen Bai's preference, freshly squeezed a glass of juice for Wen Ziyue.
Wen Ziyue: "..."
For a moment, he even suspected that the household robot knew he disliked something and was doing it intentionally.
Anyone who knew Wen Ziyue even a little would know he never drank such sweet and sour things.
Wen Ziyue did not touch the glass on the table. He sat on the sofa with an air of leisure, giving the illusion that he was the master of the house.
When Wen Bai came downstairs, he saw 575, in between making breakfast, taking a moment to serve Wen Ziyue a plate of his favorite small pastries.
Wen Bai looked at the plate of pastries and exuded a chill.
Those were his.
The world was vast, but eating was paramount. Wen Bai walked directly to the dining table and sat down, then asked the visitor, "What are you here for?"
Wen Ziyue felt that Wen Bai clearly did not welcome him.
He had thought that after Wen Bai’s rebirth, his arrogant personality would have changed, but it seemed that was just an illusion.
Wen Bai's gaze flickered over the table in front of him, then to the table in front of Wen Ziyue.
Wen Ziyue hadn't even touched the small pastries on his plate.
Wen Bai took the milk that 575 brought him and took a large gulp.
Meanwhile, 575 seemed oblivious to all this, simply refilling Wen Bai's nearly empty milk glass.
Wen Ziyue, however, noticed that Wen Bai was in a bad mood, but he didn't know why.
Naturally, Wen Ziyue was not inclined to delve into it or try to improve Wen Bai's mood.
Seeing Wen Bai begin to eat breakfast with a dismissive attitude, he cleared his throat and deliberately coughed.
As a household robot, 575 had specific programming for guest etiquette.
Hearing the sound and seeing Wen Ziyue approach Wen Bai's dining table, 575 began to fulfill its duties as a domestic robot: "Mr. Wen, would you like some breakfast?"
Wen Ziyue had initially intended not to eat, but the moment the household robot asked, whether it was an illusion or not, he clearly felt the air pressure around the person sitting expressionlessly at the dining table seemed to drop even lower.
Wen Ziyue usually did not pay attention to such matters, but for some reason today, he was inexplicably driven to confirm his suspicion.
So, he lightly tapped his fingers and decided to sit at the dining table opposite Wen Bai, smiling at Wen Bai's household robot and saying, "Then I'll trouble you."
Wen Ziyue had originally assumed that the household robot would bring him cutlery, and he could begin eating.
After all, the breakfast on the table was too lavish, and he didn't believe Wen Bai could finish it alone, especially with several untouched dishes still on the table.
However, the household robot simply said, "Please wait."
And did not immediately bring him the utensils.
The household robot's efficiency was famously swift. Within minutes, a simple breakfast was prepared and placed on a tray, which was then presented to Wen Ziyue.
It was then that Wen Ziyue realized his breakfast was separate. Although it looked good, consisting of a fried egg, bacon, a sandwich, and a glass of milk, along with a large bowl of rice noodles.
But compared to what was in front of Wen Bai, it was incomparable.
"I want coffee," Wen Ziyue said, looking at the milk with a hint of disdain, and began to make demands.
As expected, the air pressure from the person opposite him grew even lower.
Wen Ziyue glanced over and saw Wen Bai, while eating, staring expressionlessly at the back of the household robot as it went to make him coffee.
Wen Bai was unhappy because his household robot had made him breakfast?
And even more unhappy because he had ordered Wen Bai's household robot around?
Though he couldn't quite understand it, Wen Ziyue was now in a much better mood and felt he had the energy to discuss business.
The household robot placed the coffee on the table, and Wen Ziyue took a sip. "My parents are arriving tonight. Let's have dinner together."
He stated it as a notification.
Wen Bai, whose mood was still not ideal, did not respond.
Wen Ziyue continued, "I've already prepared the gift, you..."
Actually, Wen Ziyue wanted to provoke Wen Bai a little, but Wen Bai had always been someone who disregarded others' feelings, hadn't he?
Wen Ziyue immediately lost interest and didn't waste any more words.
"Don't think of any excuses to avoid going today. I'll be watching you until after dinner."
After a long silence, Wen Bai replied, "I'll go."
When it came to meals, Wen Bai never missed an opportunity.
In the short time they had spoken, Wen Ziyue hadn't even finished a cup of coffee, but Wen Bai had already cleared all the dishes on the table, not leaving a single drop of milk in his glass.
Wen Ziyue was somewhat astonished when he came back to his senses. Was this appetite a bit excessive?
He couldn't help but ponder if Wen Bai's appetite had always been this voracious.
Then, he suddenly remembered that he and Wen Bai had previously detested each other.
The other party had always done things to provoke him, and they had rarely even had a proper conversation, let alone sit together and have breakfast like this.
As Wen Ziyue was contemplating, he slowly returned to his senses and saw Wen Bai staring intently at him.
This gaze indeed held the familiar feeling of their mutual loathing from before.
Then Wen Bai spoke, "Aren't you eating?"
Only then did Wen Ziyue realize that Wen Bai was staring at him simply because he hadn't touched the breakfast made by the household robot.
"I..." I'm not hungry...
Before he could finish, under such an oppressive gaze, Wen Ziyue had no choice but to put down his coffee cup and take a bite of the noodles in front of him...
And then Wen Ziyue finished the breakfast prepared for him by the household robot 575.
He suddenly had a slight understanding of why Wen Bai's appetite had improved so much. With a household robot of such culinary skill by his side, it was difficult not to have a good appetite.
Wen Bai's itinerary for the day was to go to the research center to discuss cooperation with the male lead, Gou Zhe.
This was a done deal from Wen Bai's perspective; he had to go, lest the male and female leads accidentally meet, accidentally become acquainted again, and sparks fly immediately...
As they were leaving, Wen Ziyue looked at the household robot 575 with a brief scrutiny.
Although Wen Ziyue was one of the investors in household robots, he himself did not use them, always feeling that household robots could not replace humans and were merely products for ordinary families.