"Shen Ying has beco the spokesperson for plagiarism dogs, how does she still have the nerve to show her face here and eat?"
"Exactly, her disgusting apology statent to Qianshan got slapped hard by Qianshan, why hasn’t she learned her lesson and is still flaunting herself out here?"
"Haven’t you noticed that Mr. Bo is already very impatient with her, why doesn’t she have any self-awareness?"
Rumors can be terrifying.
Even soone like Gu Shiyin couldn’t sit still anymore amidst such scathing gossip.
She uneasily brushed a lock of hair from her temple, stood up, and hastily said goodbye to Bao Gucheng, "Mr. Bo, once the event is arranged, I’ll send you VIP tickets."
Until she left Famo Mansion in a fluster, Bao Gucheng didn’t utter a word.
His gaze was fixed outside the window, on the far-off overpass, at the glimpse of a white SUV.
That was Zuzi bringing Bai He back after driving around several tis.
Why did he feel like he ca today to accompany Zuzi on a blind date?!
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Xing Yue picked a lavender yoga outfit, layered with a thin skin jacket for sun protection, tied her long hair into a high ponytail, and walked into the living room.
Seeing the man standing like a guardian deity opposite her, she smiled, "Does this color look good?"
Yu Han’s face showed no special expression, he looked at her seriously for a mont, "It’s alright."
Xing Yue pouted, "Han Baobao, you’ll never find a wife if you talk like that!"
Yu Han: "..."
No intention of finding a wife, thank you very much.
"Han Baobao, didn’t you have sothing to take a leave for today? I can go on my own."
"Mm."
Xing Yue’s hot yoga studio appointnt was in the city center, just three blocks away from her ho.
She was hesitating whether to drive or walk.
In the end, Nangong Yu insisted on picking her up, and she thought since Yu Han was taking leave and she didn’t feel like driving, why not take advantage of the free ride.
Who knew.
"I’ve already changed into my yoga clothes, why is that man still dragging his feet and hasn’t arrived?"
Xing Yue muttered, and swiped her phone to see if Nangong Yu had sothing co up unexpectedly to cancel.
That one glance almost made her explode in anger.
Several old colleagues poked her, sending screenshots of Fang Yui’s social dia updates, curiously asking what Fang Yui’s relationship was with the refined and rather noble-looking man in the photos.
Damn, she had already blocked Fang Yui, why was that shaless thing still jumping in front of her eyes.
Taking a closer look, wasn’t the man in the photos with Fang Yui Nangong Yu?
Eating foie gras and grinning widely, Nangong Yu had just sworn to her he wouldn’t flirt with young girls anymore, was that all bullshit?
Xing Yue grabbed her car keys and stord towards Famo Mansion.
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Back kitchen of Famo Mansion.
Several old chefs surrounded Fang Yui, flatteringly asking her for cooking tips——
"Miss Fang, your French foie gras is truly amazing, could you teach us?"
"Miss Fang, even if you can’t share your secret recipe, let us be your assistants, please."
"Miss Fang, you know the tastes of the Fourth and Fifth Masters so well, could you give us so pointers? We would be imnsely grateful!"
Fang Yui looked down on this group of old chefs with disdain and scoffed at their fawning, "Who’s desperate for your help, stay away from and don’t interfere with my cooking! If it affects the guests’ dishes, even if you bankrupt yourselves, you couldn’t afford to compensate, you bunch of ignorant fools!"
The old chefs: "..."
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