"..."
Gong Yeyan looked at Ming Ge with an indifferent yet not irritatingly skeptical gaze.
To him, she just didn't seem like the typical virtuous housewife.
"What's with that look?" Ming Ge asked with a slightly ominous premonition.
"Nothing." Gong Yeyan's tone was light as he changed the subject. He asked nonchalantly, "What would you like for lunch?"
"Anything."
Ming Ge seemed to have no particular demands when it came to food, replying listlessly.
Of course, she wasn't really so unselective, but she figured that someone of Gong Yeyan's status wouldn't possibly skimp on food.
Gong Yeyan called Zuo An to order a meal. After hanging up the phone, he looked at the girl who was listlessly playing with the leaves of a potted plant on the table, "This orchid is worth more than two hundred thousand."
Upon hearing the price, Ming Ge shook involuntarily, accidentally plucking a leaf.
