"Why haven't you had lunch yet?" Gu Qingchen said, "You sent Auntie Wu back to the countryside, but you seem to be getting lazier!"
Bei Ran still focused intently on her painting, ignoring whatever he was saying beside her.
With a hint of anger, Gu Qingchen took the paintbrush from her hand, "Bei Ran, did you not hear me speaking?"
Bei Ran stood up at this moment, looking at him indifferently, "What's wrong? Why are you angry?"
Her figure was bathed in a patch of elegant sunlight.
Her hair casually draped behind her, embodying a languid aura in the afternoon sun.
Her large eyes, like tranquil waters, clear and transparent, gazed at him.
"I hope you take good care of yourself!" Gu Qingchen said sternly.
Bei Ran stared at him, "I am fine. It's you who's getting angry for no reason."
Gu Qingchen looked at her delicate skin, "Skipping meals counts as taking good care of yourself?"
