Knowing he was still angry with the old mistress, Gu Li's eyes flickered as she tugged at his sleeve.
Mo Shiting turned his head and looked at her deeply, "Hungry?"
Gu Li nodded vigorously, "Mm-hmm, I'm starving."
"What do you want to eat?"
Mo Shiting asked.
"You have a meeting later, so why don't we go back home to eat? I don't want to bother Aunt Liang to cook for us at this hour, so I plan to order some takeout on the way. What do you think?"
Gu Li suggested.
Mo Shiting nodded, "Sure."
He added after a pause, "But no junk food."
Gu Li: "..."
She had only ordered fried chicken once.
Gu Yang sat in the car and saw them slowly approaching. He quickly started the car and drove towards them.
"Young master, Young Madam."
He respectfully opened the back door for them. When they were both in the car, he closed the door again.
"Back home."
Mo Shiting instructed.
"Yes, young master."
Gu Yang responded, also pulling up the divider, giving the couple some privacy.