The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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However, Gu Weiman really wanted to shout, it’s okay, basically everyone can read your pride, so there’s no need to keep sending this message to her. She didn't even think about it carefully, and took it for granted that the Huo Yan in the other dimension only knew all this after they got to know each other. But when Gu Weimian turned around, he also put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done eating." Gu Weimian's back tightened.
Gu Yuzhu opposite her had no idea and looked at her provocatively. She didn't dare to show it too obviously.
However, Gu Weiman really wanted to shout, it’s okay, basically everyone can read your pride, so there’s no need to keep sending this message to her.
She sighed silently, lowered her head and continued eating her meal.
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Huo Yan didn't arrange any other "programs" afterwards, and the few of them finished their dinner peacefully.
Putting aside his worries about the future, Gu Weimian enjoyed this meal very comfortably.
Every dish was to her liking.
The master chef's skills have even improved.
In this world, the two people were always at loggerheads until the moment she died.
She didn't know that Huo Yan knew she liked Cantonese food.
I don’t know if Huo Yan knows that her favorite chef is the master chef of Fumanlou.
Huo Yan knew that she could taste the extremely subtle differences between the dishes made by the chef of Fu Man Lou and other high-level Cantonese chefs.
She didn't even think about it carefully, and took it for granted that the Huo Yan in the other dimension only knew all this after they got to know each other.
But I don’t know how much he hides in his heart.
Gu Weimian sighed silently, took away his napkin, and stood up from his seat: "I'll go up first."
Don't want to stay here.
I feel very depressed.
Gu Yuzhu glanced at her calmly and smiled slightly, "Yeah."
We can't be perfunctory anymore.
Huo Yan didn't look up either.
But when Gu Weimian turned around, he also put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done eating."
Gu Weimian's back tightened.
I felt the man's footsteps approaching.
The two long legs took only a few steps and were already behind her.
All her muscles were tense and her hair stood on end.
There was an illusion that the man would pull her into his arms in the next second.
My shoulders felt hot.
The man just passed her by.
Gu Weimian was stunned, watching the man walk heavily towards the living room.
She and I are not in the same direction at all.
Gu Weimian breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he felt a little inexplicably lost.
She calmed herself down and walked towards the stairs without stopping.
As soon as I stepped onto the first step of the stairs.
The man sitting on the sofa in the living room suddenly spoke:
"Did you choose snow-white?"
Gu Weimian was stunned.
Gu Yuzhu had already hurriedly stood up from the dining table and chased towards the living room.
Just walked to Huo Yan's side.
Then she saw Huo Yan holding some of her preferences for the details of the wedding dress design.
She was stunned for a moment, like a primary school student who was called into the teacher's office, and her whole body was very nervous. "Yes."
She said "yes" dryly, but got no response from Huo Yan. Then she explained nervously,
"Well, I think wedding dresses represent purity and white is the purest white, so I chose this one."
Huo Yan just held the snow-white color palette and pondered.
Beads of sweat appeared on Gu Yuzhu's forehead, and she turned her head to look at Gu Weiman.
Gu Weimian really didn't want to care.
But if she really didn't care, Gu Yuzhu would probably collapse in the next second.
She clenched her hands.
Just when Gu Yuzhu was about to call her, Gu Weiman turned around.
She walked calmly into the living room and went behind the sofa.
The man had his back to her, while she was facing Gu Yuzhu.
She pointed to the white color card beside her.
Seeing Gu Weimian's gesture, Gu Yuzhu immediately said to Huo Yan, "Actually, I still like Ben Bai more."
Gu Weimian: This life is so tiring...