When Gu Moqian came home in the evening, he saw the lively atmosphere in the dining room. Ji Wei was sitting there, listening to Qin Sixue and Ling Ling chatting, her face constantly adorned with a smile. He felt very pleased.
It seemed that calling a group of people home had proven to be effective.
The only exception was Xi Nanfeng, whose bitter gourd-like face betrayed his inner dissatisfaction. He vented it all on the food, viciously tearing into chicken legs and wings, with a pile of bones already stacked next to his plate.
After dinner, Ling Ling left first.
"Mr. Gu, Sister Wei and I still have so much to talk about. Can I sleep next to her tonight?" Qin Sixue blinked and asked.
Before Gu Moqian had the chance to respond, Xi Nanfeng immediately cut in: "No way! You two women have been chatting all day and you're still not done? Tonight, you have to sleep with me!"
Qin Sixue: "..."
