Even after he had bought that university, Gu Qibao never thanked him. It seed that the romance between the couple really couldn’t be resolved just with money; more often, it required sincerity.
A simple breakfast, but its aning was different.
Di Mingjue, deeply moved, watched Gu Qibao eating with ’great relish’, a slow smile forming on his usually cold face.
It appeared he really had neglected many things; it seed he really needed to change.
Di Mingjue gazed at Gu Qibao passionately, but Gu Qibao was eating in agony, really!
The taste was really not good, although the savory taste of the egg ca through towards the end, and she could tell it was a double yolk!
But the bitter taste still lingered in her mouth and wouldn’t go away; she was almost vomiting.
But she couldn’t help it; this was a masterpiece made by Di Mingjue himself, and at that mont, he was looking at her so affectionately. No matter how bad it tasted, she had to eat it, right?
Gu Qibao swallowed the eggs forcefully, desperately eating until she had finished the whole egg and finally felt a sense of relief.
But before she could fully relax, just as she was about to say sothing, a wave of intense nausea surged up, causing her skin to crawl and breaking out in a cold sweat.
Gu Qibao quickly grabbed the milk and gulped it down, hoping to settle the turmoil in her stomach, but the churning only grew worse after she took a swig.
"Ugh..." she finally could not hold back her gag reflex, and tears stread down her face.
The faint smile on Di Mingjue’s lips suddenly froze; before he could react, Gu Qibao had already covered her mouth and dashed away crazily.
Fortunately, there was a bathroom in the main hall, but it was still a bit far. Gu Qibao covered her mouth, barely holding back her gags.
Fortunately, she quickened her steps, leaped into the bathroom, and began vomiting wildly into the toilet.
Di Mingjue also rushed to the bathroom entrance, watching her kneel on the ground, vomiting forcefully into the toilet, the sounds of her throwing up tugged painfully at his heart.
Was breakfast that bad?
Even if it was terrible, it shouldn’t have made her vomit, right?
And if it was really that bad, she should have refused to eat; this wasn’t like the usual Gu Qibao.
At that mont, it seed to him that she was trying to hide sothing.
Di Mingjue was always a proud man. Despite the pain he felt watching her like this, a part of him felt as if he had been slapped in the face, coupled with an unsettling feeling, the sensation of uncontrollable wild thoughts.
This was the breakfast he had made that morning, forsaking all pride and dignity. Looking at Gu Qibao, who couldn’t stop vomiting, and then at his outfit of pink and white, he suddenly felt a bit like a clown.
Gu Qibao knelt by the toilet, her vomiting intense, everything coming out, her face flushing red with the effort and tears streaming down.
Only when she had vomited everything did the nausea sowhat subside.
She steadied herself, patted her chest below the neckline, burped, and felt a bit nauseous again.
She wiped her tears, looked towards the door, and noticed that Di Mingjue was not there.
She suddenly felt nervous; honestly, this really was quite an insult to his pride, right?
He was soone who cared a lot about face.
Truthfully, if she had woken up early in the morning, turned the kitchen upside down, and the servants had presented a plate of breakfast filled with love and heartfelt effort, only to have him throw up,
and especially if he threw up in front of her, deep down she would have felt awful and guilty.
In panic, she thought to go out and explain, but Di Mingjue had approached the door, holding a glass of water, quietly watching her. He handed her the water and said softly, "Rinse your mouth."
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