When the food was served on the table, only she and Beiming Han were present. Gu Qingxin curiously asked, "Where's Mr. Night? Why isn't he here to eat?"
"He had some matters to attend to and left earlier." Beiming Han said without flinching.
"Oh...then the next time, I'll find another way to thank him." Gu Qingxin offered the chopsticks in her hand to Beiming Han.
Beiming Han was somewhat hungry. He ate outside for dinner but didn't eat much, plus the greasy food turned his stomach just looking at it.
Now, looking at the bowl of noodles in front of him with only two leaves floating in it, his appetite was piqued.
He picked up some noodles and took a bite. The noodles were chewy, the flavor light, and they tasted very good.
Gu Qingxin also picked up a strand of noodle and took a bite. She couldn't help but glance at the man sitting next to her, her eyes held a mix of anxiety and faint expectation….
