did a piece of rib have to be so hard to chew?
it was so awkward for her to be duan wenjing.
duan yinuo knew very well that gu yuan's father had been secretly sizing her up. how could she possibly carry him to eat some ribs? she didn't even dare to eat her favorite salt-baked shrimp, for fear that it wouldn't look ladylike.
after drinking, duan linbai and gu yuan's father had already started to chat with their arms around each other.
duan yinuo was struggling with the pork ribs with her head down when someone suddenly placed a bowl in front of her. it was a small palm-sized porcelain bowl with half-peeled shrimp tails. gu yuan had already stood up and asked xu jiamu, " auntie, where's the bathroom? "
"go that way, you'll see it."
"thank you," he said.
duan yinuo lowered her head and looked at the prawns in the porcelain bowl. she bit her lip and followed him out.
