Zhong Li couldn’t shake the feeling that Gu Hanjun’s feelings for Gu Nanxi were more than just sibling affection; after all, they weren’t related by blood, only siblings in na.
"I’m a bit hungry; I haven’t had lunch."
Zhong Li looked at Gu Nanxi and said, during the banquet she hadn’t gotten a chance to eat due to everything that happened, and now her stomach was growling.
"What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you."
"I want pasta; there are ingredients in the fridge, but can you make it?"
Gu Nanxi looked at Zhong Li indulgently and couldn’t resist kissing the corner of her mouth: "I can make it, just go rest in the bedroom for a bit, and I’ll call you when it’s done."
"Okay."
Watching Zhong Li head into the bedroom, Gu Nanxi finally walked towards the kitchen, taking out ingredients from the fridge, rolling up his sleeves single-handedly to his wrists, and started working.
Zhong Li lay on the bed in the bedroom, thinking about their kiss earlier, a smile unconsciously playing on her lips.
Originally she thought she wouldn’t waste ti falling in love with any man again, but love is uncontrollable like this—when it cos, there’s no stopping it, not even a place to hide.
The bedroom door was open, Zhong Li lying on the bed could just see Gu Nanxi’s busy back. She had to admit, this man was really handso, even when donning an apron to cook.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and Zhong Li got up from the bed, heading out to open the door.
She thought it would be Gu Hanjun again, but when she opened the door, she saw Assistant Wang standing there with food: "How co it’s you?"
"Surprised huh, not going to invite in to sit?"
Zhong Li hesitantly looked at Assistant Wang: "Well..."
"You’re not hiding anyone in here, are you? Is President Gu inside?" Assistant Wang craned his neck to look inside.
Before Zhong Li could speak again, Gu Nanxi’s voice ca from the kitchen: "Who’s that?"
Assistant Wang cursed inwardly, pushed his way in with the bag: "So President Gu is here too, caught you red-handed! See if you dare deny it later."
Seeing Assistant Wang’s smug look as if he’d discovered a scandal, Zhong Li wanted to punch him.
Actually, Zhong Li didn’t want Assistant Wang to co in; after all, he’s so gossipy, and of the invincible kind at that. Knowing her and Gu Nanxi’s relationship might prove annoying later.
Gu Nanxi brought the prepared pasta to the dining table, frowning at Assistant Wang: "Why are you here?"
Assistant Wang cheerfully shook the bag in his hand: "President Qi said Zhong Li hadn’t eaten, so he told to pack so food from the restaurant to deliver."
Assistant Wang didn’t know if such honesty would get him kicked out by Gu Nanxi, but if he didn’t tell the truth, he’d definitely have his salary docked again.
Gu Nanxi’s face darkened, and he walked to Assistant Wang, grabbed the paper bag from him, and threw it into the trash: "Tell President Qi that Zhong Li is now my girlfriend, and he shouldn’t waste his efforts."
Assistant Wang glanced at the trash bin, feeling sorry for the expensive food going to waste; it was the priciest and best from the restaurant, and even if Zhong Li wasn’t eating it, he shouldn’t have tossed it.
"Uh, President Gu, I think you better tell President Qi yourself; I’m afraid if I relay it, it won’t end well for ."
If his salary got docked again, could he even afford to get married? He’s just an assistant; is this life easy?
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