Gu Jinglian was furious.
Chu He guessed as much that the smell of smoke was probably coming from next door. It seemed that she could even vaguely smell barbecued oysters.
She was feeling a little greedy, but when she realized that Gu Jinglian was studying her reaction, she immediately smiled. "It's okay. We'll have our dinner. It doesn't affect us."
"Doesn't affect us?" Gu Jinglian narrowed his eyes in displeasure. The smell of the smoke wafted past his nose. "You're saying it doesn't affect us?"
Were they doing this deliberately!? Gu Jinglian looked increasingly uncomfortable.
When Chu He noticed this, she said helplessly, "Don't let it ruin your mood. I think the barbecue atmosphere is pretty good."
"Oh? So you don't think that the atmosphere of a candlelight dinner can compare to that of a barbecue?"
"Uh…" Chu He simply fell silent. It was obvious that Gu Jinglian's rare good mood had been ruined by the smoky smell.
