Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
No, it had been even earlier. It could have been before she had gone to Paris, or even before she had been kidnapped by Lame Wang.
Gu Yusheng sat at the table and ate elegantly. He saw Qin Zhiâai suddenly become quiet as she chewed on the chopsticks so he turned his head sideway to ask her, âWhat are you thinking?â
Qin Zhiâai recovered herself from her daze. She turned to look at Gu Yusheng when she heard him talking to her. She shook her head with her chopsticks in her mouth. She opened her mouth and stopped chewing the chopsticks, but as she stopped herself from daydreaming and tried to grab some food, she saw Gu Yushengâs lips move. It seemed like he wanted to talk.
Qin Zhiâai thought Gu Yusheng would call her baby again to make fun of her. She scanned the dishes on the table and picked up a quail egg that Gu Yusheng hadnât touched yet and shoved it into his mouth with no mercy.
Gu Yusheng hated quail eggs. After it was in his mouth, his first reaction was to spit it out. However, he remembered that she had fed him that quail egg, so he forced himself to reject the idea of spitting it out. He slowly chewed the egg and swallowed it down. He slowly picked up the bowl of soup and had a sip before he looked up at Qin Zhiâai.
Just as he took a sip of the soup, a piece of chicken was shoved into his mouth before he could say anything.
He learned quickly and didnât give Qin Zhiâai any time to respond and after he swallowed the chicken down, asked right away, âWhy didnât you use the debit card I gave you in France?â
Qin Zhiâai picked a piece of potato up and wanted to shove it into his mouth again. Unexpectedly, she didnât hear him call her baby. It was just a question. She was shocked for a second before she put the potato in her own bowl. She gave it careful thought before she said, âMy schedule was tight on those days. I didnât have time to shop.â
Gu Yusheng believed her and responded with âoh.â He picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a piece of lettuce. He remembered tomorrow was the weekend so he said, âTomorrow is the weekend. I donât have any plans. Do you? If not, we can go shopping.â
Shopping? Going out to shop? Iâm not in any position to spend his money, Qin Zhiâai thought to herself.
Qin Zhiâaiâs fingers holding the chopsticks stiffened slightly. She had her head down, staring at the rice in the bowl to calm herself down. She looked up calmly. She said, âI already have plans tomorrow. Zhou Jing asked me to talk about the script.â
Gu Yusheng dropped the topic. His face didnât change a bit, either. His look made her question if he believed what she had said or not.
Qin Zhiâai had lied. Sometimes, the more she talked, the more holes would appear, especially considering Gu Yusheng was such a smart guy. It was better for Qin Zhiâai to stay quiet, so she silently ate her food without speaking.
Without knowing how long they had been quietly sitting at the table, Gu Yusheng was done and put down his bowl and chopsticks. He didnât move his chair back to stand up and leave like usual. This time, he casually leaned back on the chair and sat there for a while before he turned around to look at Qin Zhiâai, who had her head down while eating her food.
She probably doesnât want to go shopping with me. I was such an *ss to her. She wonât feel close to me any time soon. I should take time with her, Gu Yusheng thought to himself.
Gu Yusheng paused for a second before he said, âOkay, do your business tomorrow first. If you finish early, you can ask your agent to shop with you. It isnât good to stay at home all the time.â