He could sense her mood, whether good or bad, without her having to show it.
Wanxia looked at the phone screen sparkling with little stars. Her delicate features showed little emotion as she said faintly, "No, Director Chen was quite polite to ."
Of course, on the Gu Family’s turf, he had already made an introduction, so who would dare show her a bad face.
His features, sharp and defined, exuded warmth, "The brand is willing to change the spokesperson. Gao Yue can sign the contract in a few days. Do you want to continue learning?"
Wanxia lazily stretched, her voice light and lodious, "It’s not interesting. I don’t want to learn anymore; being a salted fish suits better."
Rather than bother Shen Weiyi, she preferred to spend more ti with Pea.
Gu Shaozhi gazed tenderly at the beautiful face of the woman, the affection in his eyes undisguised, his thin lips curving into a doting smile, "As you wish."
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Pea was carried into the restaurant by Gu Shaozhi.
It was long past alti, and there weren’t many patrons in the restaurant. The booked table was by the window, with sunlight streaming in through the glass, making the light very bright.
While Wanxia was browsing the nu, Pea, licking a lollipop, stared at Gu Shaozhi with wide eyes and asked in a childish voice, "Uncle Gu, why do you always look at Auntie?"
Watching while walking, eating, and even drinking tea.
Upon hearing the little girl’s words, Gu Shaozhi smiled. His deep gaze was filled with countless tender feelings.
Outsiders couldn’t discern the reason, only feeling that his profound gaze was too complex.
So could understand, yet pretended not to and turned a blind eye.
Gu Shaozhi took a sip of tea and gave Pea a very shallow answer, "Because your aunt is very beautiful."
The chubby, round-eyed little one earnestly asked, "Am I not beautiful?"
"When you grow up, you should be just as beautiful."
For a three-year-old, this answer was vague. Beautiful has two words, not beautiful has three, and she couldn’t understand the rest.
A phone vibrated.
The two instinctively looked at the phone on the table, though Pea, pondering life against the glass, did not pay attention.
On the screen flashed the three characters: Jin Sinan.
Wanxia closed the nu, maintaining her usual expression as she picked up the phone and stood up, "You order, I’ll take a call."
Without waiting for the man’s response, she walked toward the restroom.
Gu Shaozhi remained in his original posture, legs crossed in his tailored suit pants, the black shirt’s cuffs rolled halfway up his arms, his slender fingers slowly drumming on the table.
The atmosphere completely changed due to those ice-chilled black eyes.
A person’s preferences don’t change easily. He rembered every dish Wanxia used to like, so the ordering process was brief.
"Mr. Gu, is this all?"
Gu Shaozhi closed the nu, lightly responding with a syllable, "Hmm."
The waiter nodded respectfully, "Alright, please wait a mont."
Five minutes passed, and the woman still hadn’t returned.
Gu Shaozhi’s craving for a cigarette arose, yet being in a public space and with a child next to him, he naturally wouldn’t thoughtlessly light up, only caressing the lighter’s edges with his finger pad in a slow, deliberate manner.
It seed like a dangerous signal but wouldn’t erupt.
"An Ge."
The little cutie turned her head upon being called, wearing an adorably puzzled expression, "Hmm?"
Gu Shaozhi reached out to touch the little girl’s cheek, his voice extrely gentle, "Do you like more, or Jin Sinan more?"
If roses are too dazzling, soone will surely think of them.
This question required no thought for Pea, who crisply answered, "Uncle Jin."
Upon hearing these three decisive words, Gu Shaozhi’s expression darkened, a warmth in his eyes suddenly covered by emotions of unknown origin.
Dressed all in black, he naturally exuded a cold tone, and now the surrounding temperature seed to drop even further.
Unaware of what transpired, Pea, under Gu Shaozhi’s calm yet deep gaze, sat upright obediently.
She dared not speak, biting her finger while silently hoping her aunt would return soon.
...
Wanxia returned to the table two minutes later.
Before she could pull out a chair, Pea stretched her arms out for a hug, "Auntie."
Wanxia took the child into her arms, softly asking, "What’s wrong?"
With a look of being about to cry yet not daring to, Pea clung to Wanxia’s neck, nuzzling into her arms with a pouting face, "I’m going to be eaten by Uncle."
Wanxia, "..."
Looking at the man opposite, his handso face, though not notably warm, certainly didn’t appear predatory.
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