Grievance

Qi Tianyou's lips twitched, and he waved his hand, saying, "I can manage it myself, no need to trouble Miss Gu."

As he took the bowl from Liu Meng's hand, Gu Qingluan couldn't help but be puzzled.

She had offered it, so what difference did it make?

Just as she was about to return the bowl to Liu Meng, she suddenly felt a scorching gaze on her.

Turning her head, she saw Feng Tianlan wordlessly looking at her, his deep eyes seemingly filled with a hint of grievance.

Gu Qingluan: "???"

What was he feeling aggrieved about?

Liu Meng seemed to sense something and coughed lightly while covering his mouth. "Miss, I'll go attend to my tasks first."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Qi Tianyou also said, "I'll check if there's anything I can assist with."

Gu Qingluan asked Feng Tianlan, "Do you need it?"

Feng Tianlan kept a stern face and replied, "Do you think I need it?"

Fine.