After Auntie Li took a leave of absence, the Gu Mansion became even quieter than usual, with the daily maids being the only ones around, not even a cook in sight.
"Gu Annan, what would you like to eat?" Lu Wanwan was getting ready to prepare dinner.
"Whatever."
What kind of answer was "whatever?" Did that mean instant noodles were fine?
She could get by on instant noodles, but could you, Gu Annan?
Even though she thought this, she certainly didn't dare to do just that.
In fact, she had recently found herself needing to ingratiate herself to him by going out of her way, so she might as well start with pleasing his stomach.
Bai Lingyun's task today had gone awry, and he was still waiting.
The only hope was the weekend dinner party, a place she couldn't infiltrate without an invitation, unless Gu Annan took her with him.
