"Gu Yixuan, I..."
"Miss Mo, you're awake! That's great, I've just made some porridge. Have some first, I bet you're hungry," the old lady said, carrying in the porridge and interrupting her.
Gu Yixuan didn't look at the old lady but gripped Mo Ran's hand, pressing on, "What were you just saying? Say it again."
How could she confess her feelings in front of the old lady?
Mo Ran said unnaturally, "I am hungry."
Gu Yixuan immediately turned around and glared irritably at the old lady, who was so frightened by his stern gaze that she didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
"Sir, what's wrong?"
Mo Ran tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Don't glare at her like that."
Gu Yixuan then reluctantly withdrew his gaze, but he was really angry! Mo Ran's rare confession was now sabotaged by the old lady, and he didn't know when the next opportunity would be.
Old lady, do you know you've ruined my happiness!
