Gu Qingyao placed the cake down and headed to prepare lunch.
She did not care how Zhou Ping treated her but she felt sorry that Third Brother clearly suffered. This was not the time to lose her temper.
Yet, when she turned around, Gu Jinlin tugged her and said, "It's fine. I'll just fill my stomach with this. It's dinner time soon. We can eat together then."
It was already three in the afternoon and indeed, dinner was in another hour or two.
Zhou Ping put on an attitude and shut her door with a loud bang.
Ji Mingyue was a little awkward. "Uh… Yao Yao, you must let me know if there's any news from Mo Beihan and my brother! I am very worried…"
