"Yan Yan, Lili, you've also come to visit Xiao Er!" Guo Ting repressed her displeasure and, although surprised by Xu Yanyan and Zhu Li's arrival, still greeted them with a gentle smile.
She quickly walked over to the table beside Han Luoli and set down the exquisite fruit basket she was carrying, smiling, "Xiao Er, I came to see how you're doing. I heard you've been sick, and I thought you might not have much of an appetite lately. Since it's the season for fresh fruit, I brought some over."
As she spoke, she even took some of the tempting lychees out of the basket and distributed them to everyone in the room. Her generosity and thoughtfulness instantly made Xu Yanyan and Zhu Li seem inferior, and it was clear to any observant person who was better.
"Mr. Luo, please try some as well," Guo Ting went around the room and handed the remaining small cluster of lychees to Han Luoli. A bright red cluster, with one even peeled by her, shimmering and translucent.
Xu Yanyan and Zhu Li smiled awkwardly, realizing that in social savvy, they truly could not compare to Guo Ting's cunning.
Shen Mingyou casually set the small cluster of lychees in her hand down and leaned in to whisper in Ai Le's ear, "Sister Le, who is this person?"
"Just a schemer!" Ai Le gritted her teeth and whispered back to Shen Mingyou, "I used to think she wasn't bad, but now... I must've been blind! If your Brother Li takes her lychees, just watch how I'll deal with her!" She clenched her fist, and a string of lychees was crushed in her grip.
"Don't worry, Sister Le, Brother Li wouldn't care about her!" Shen Mingyou pulled Ai Le to sit down on a couch nearby. It was too bustling today, and they had no part in it.
Gu Xiaoer, feeling quite uncomfortable, watched Guo Ting's actions but didn't know what to say. She glanced briefly at Han Luoli, then retracted her gaze and stared at the lychees in her hand, not wanting to eat them, yet not wanting others to misunderstand that she was unhappy.
Guo Ting smiled sweetly, her eyes fixed on Han Luoli with no ulterior motives, as if she genuinely just wanted him to eat the fruit.
Han Luoli furrowed his brows and turned his head away, not even glancing at her, let alone taking the fruit.
Guo Ting was evidently embarrassed, her face turning red.
Just as she was struggling to hold back her sour mood, she then heard the man's pleasant voice addressing the girl in bed, "Taking all sorts of rubbish, have you forgotten my instructions to you?"
As he spoke, he took the lychees from Gu Xiaoer's hand and tossed them onto the table, treating them like garbage.
Indeed, in his eyes, any food not personally chosen by him for Gu Xiaoer was garbage.
...How could he behave like this?
Embarrassment, discomfort, and humiliation rushed into Guo Ting's heart all at once.
It was more than just losing face, she felt too mortified to stay. Yet, because it was that man who had spoken, even though she was seething, she didn't dare show any displeasure.
"Da Luoluo!" Gu Xiaoer also noticed the different atmosphere in the room and pulled Han Luoli to sit beside her on the bed, snuggling happily into his embrace.
Her gaze fell on Guo Ting, whose face shifted between red and pale, and she spoke lightly, "Director Guo, don't take it to heart. My husband is like this with everyone except me."
So, all three of you ulterior-motived women present might as well take your leave.
"Hehe, Xiao Er, it's no problem!" Guo Ting sneered inwardly, but outwardly maintained her poised and generous demeanor, "Don't blame Mr. Luo, I was just saying how nice he is!"
Mr. Luo?
Probably because she just heard her call him "Da Luoluo"...
"I'm not blaming him!" Gu Xiaoer pursed her lips. Men might not understand the tug-of-war between women, but she saw it as clearly as in a mirror. She burrowed even closer into Han Luoli's embrace, laughing happily, "He's only nice to me, after all."