"Gu Zhixi! You haven’t really taken the wrong dication, have you?" Gu Bingjun said with a dark face.
"Mr. He made decisions without even asking , so is it my fault?" Zhixi huffed.
He Jingyao paused for a mont and looked at her deeply.
Zhixi, unwilling to show weakness, held his gaze.
But the imposing aura of that person persisted, and after being assertive for a while, she finally couldn’t hold up, shyly shifting her gaze away and said coldly, "I’ll just wait slowly, alright?"
"Miss Gu seems to have so misunderstandings about ," he hooked the corner of his lips and spoke indifferently, "I wonder when I ever offended Miss Gu, hmm?"
"I don’t know either, probably just because I find you disagreeable," Zhixi said with a smile, feeling extrely pleased inside.
Normally, she would never dare to say such things.
But what frustrated her was that even after she had said such harsh words, the man opposite her showed no change in expression; in fact, the amusent in his eyes deepened a bit.
"So that’s how it is, what a pity," He Jingyao said lightly, "I’ve always thought myself quite popular with won; I didn’t expect Miss Gu to not buy it."
"Who said you’re popular with won?" Zhixi’s chin lifted even higher, "The won who have confessed to you can be counted on one hand, right?"
It was just her and Ye Shutong.
"Miss Gu seems to be very familiar with my private life," He Jingyao smiled composedly, "Could it be...that Miss Gu is so unfriendly to because hatred has stemd from love?"
"I certainly have not!" Zhixi glared at him fiercely.
"Ahem." Gu Bingjun, with a flushed face, interrupted them.
These two, not considering the presence of outsiders, were actually flirting publicly...
He originally thought this girl had taken the wrong dication, but now it seems that He Jingyao just likes her style...
Ning Yichen maintained a calm face and then smiled, "The dishes are served."
It was only then that He Jingyao moved his gaze away from Zhixi and smiled faintly, "Please enjoy everyone."
Upon hearing this, Zhixi also breathed a sigh of relief... She was not accustod to confronting this man with such an attitude, so even though she had the baby in her belly as her backing, she still felt guilty...
The serving of the dishes provided her a mont to catch her breath; as soon as the plate was in front of her, she began eating as if no one else was present.
Gu Bingjun began talking excitedly about the economic situation again, and He Jingyao and Ning Yichen, of course, would not dishonor him. He Jingyao, as the host, personally poured wine for the two, and for a mont, the three n were in perfect harmony...
"By the way, Mr. Duke, when do you plan to return?" Ning Yichen suddenly asked with a smile.
"I was planning to leave in a couple of days," Gu Bingjun pondered, "but today’s conversation with Jingyao has made a bit hesitant. Though S country is a developed one, opportunities are scarce, and overall, it has begun to decline."
He Jingyao smiled slightly and added a bit more wine for him, "Mr. Duke, going back to one’s roots isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I think, Miss Gu would also be very happy to stay."
"I certainly would not," Zhixi declared proudly while putting down her fork and knife.
No sooner had she spoken than she suddenly felt her exposed calf hooked by another leg, a chilling thrill spreading rapidly throughout her body... in panic, she almost knocked over the plate in front of her!
"Miss Gu really does not wish to stay, hmm?" The man opposite her chuckled lowly, his handso features indescribably carefree and flirtatious.
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