A Ring In the Grass (7)

"I'll be too busy, probably not able to spare any time," Qin Zhi'ai said.

"You're right. Can you write down the steps for me? I'll follow your recipe to make it for Mr. Gu. If you have time, you can make it, too," the housekeeper joked with a smile. "Mr. Gu must like your cooking more."

Qin Zhi'ai curled her mouth up, but she didn't say anything back. Instead, she immediately looked down to hide her sadness, then she turned around and walked out of the dining room.

The day before, Gu Yusheng had slept soundly at the Four Seasons Hotel. He was woken up by the landline phone in the room.

Actually, he hadn't slept that long, but he felt like it had been more than a century. When he woke up, he wasn't sure what day it was.

The phone kept ringing, so he frowned and picked it up. It wasn't the hotel staff. Instead, tt was his driver, Xiaowang. He sounded worried when he said, "Master Gu, it's me, Xiaowang."