He tossed the bread crab onto the plate in his hand: "Tch! I'm no fanboy, I don't even care to know!"
But Qin Sixue is Zhao Shu's diehard fan. If she heard that her idol had won an international award, she'd definitely be overjoyed.
So annoying!
Finally, a rare moment to relax, and yet he's thinking about that troublesome person?
Xi Nanfeng furiously grabbed his hair, successfully turning his handsome chestnut short hair into a bird's nest.
Ji Wei had just put down her bowl when the phone on the table started vibrating.
Seeing the word "husband" displayed on the screen, her lips instinctively curved into a smile. She pressed the answer key: "Mo Qian."
"Have you had dinner?" Gu Moqian asked with concern.
Ji Wei glanced at the sumptuous spread on the table and replied, "I'm eating now. I'm with Second Young Master Xi and—"
Suddenly, her hand was empty.
