The courtyard had already set the tableware. Ann took everyone to the courtyard and took their seats separately. When Zhao Chen wanted to sit down, he was dragged aside by Ann to barbecue directly.

"Ann, I'm your supervisor, why don't you let me do this here?" Zhao Chen looked at Ann's grievance.

"What's wrong with you doing this? Can't I lay you a hand?" Ann glanced at him.

"OK! Taihang! As long as you lay hands on me, you can do anything! " On hearing Ann's words, Zhao Chenle's face blossomed.

Ann ignored him and handed him the same thing, looking back at his friends and sisters.

"Ann, I really...