And with so much drama, he rests his head on her shoulder.
Gu Qibao shook her shoulder, "I'm hungry."
"You haven't eaten?" Di Mingjue was surprised. It was already eight o'clock and she had not eaten yet, totally unscientific for a foodie.
"Hmm." Gu Qibao nodded and her stomach conveniently grumbled in agreement.
"Idiot." Di Mingjue looked at her dismissively, immediately waved for the servants and ordered coldly, "Start cooking now, if you can't finish it in ten minutes, you can get out."
The servants trembled, "Yes, young Master Mingjue."
Gu Qibao couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind, as this fellow had not had a good temper for quite some time and was far from cordial.
"Let me see." Suddenly, he moved her face over, and began studying her eyes.
Gu Qibao was a bit embarrassed, and said, "There's nothing to see. It's just a bit swollen. It's fine, it'll be alright soon."
Di Mingjue tossed her an indifferent look and let go of her face, "Gu Qibao, you are truly ugly."
