Gong Yeyan's faint eyebrows, dark as pine smoke, had not even furrowed.
Ming Ge was uncertain about how Gong Yeyan would explain.
Would she be unseated today?
Ming Ge quietly bit her lip, revealing a trace of rosy red.
She felt a bit resigned.
Forget it.
Leave it to fate.
Gongye Xun also cast a look at his elder brother, "Big brother... how did you know Miss Ming doesn't eat... lamb?"
Facing Shen Bijun and Gongye Xun's inquisitive and strange gazes, Gong Yeyan replied nonchalantly without changing his expression or skipping a beat, "Oh, I guessed."
Shen Bijun: "..."
Gongye Xun: "..."
Ming Ge: "..."
Ming Ge couldn't help but rub her forehead.
Who would believe such an obviously perfunctory excuse?
Baby, could you put a bit more heart into making an excuse?
Ming Ge smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehehe, Mr. Gong really knows how to joke..."
With that single sentence, the previously stagnant and awkward atmosphere was dissolved.
