"No. Let's drive to a restaurant now!" Gu Zhou refused to eat instant noodles no matter what.
"But I'm so hungry. I can't wait that long." Qiao Nian disagreed, staring intently at Gu Zhou.
Chen Qing, who was standing at the side, saw that the two of them still intended on continuing their argument. Worried that Madam would get angry, he said carefully, "Second Young Master, it's Madam's birthday today. Why don't we listen to her and eat instant noodles? Do you think that'll be alright?"
When Gu Zhou heard Chen Qing's words, he couldn't help but frown.
Shouldn't she eat something better on her birthday?
Instant noodles?
Wasn't that a little odd?
Gu Zhou's gaze fell on Qiao Nian's face. Those eyes of hers were sparkling with anticipation, as if instant noodles were an especially delicious dish.
This was the first time he had seen Qiao Nian looking at him like that. He swallowed, then turned to look away indifferently. "Whatever!"
