Four dishes and one soup, the meal looked plain but was utterly appetizing.
Gu Mochen elegantly seated himself at the dining table and picked up his chopsticks to taste the food directly.
Hmm... fresh and tasty, very good.
Jian Ran did not look at Gu Mochen and started eating on her own.
But...
While eating, she could always feel Gu Mochen's gaze faintly fall on her, as if in deep thought.
By the time she looked up, the man's gaze had already moved away.
Jian Ran furrowed her beautiful brows, somewhat puzzled.
"Mr. Gu, is there something on my face?"
"No."
Jian Ran: "..."
Jian Ran looked doubtfully at the man in front of her, noticing that he was still elegantly enjoying his lunch, his dark eyes profound and inscrutable.
Jian Ran tugged at the corner of her lips...
The man seemed somewhat distracted, surely he was preoccupied with something on his mind.
Hmm... most likely thinking about the woman he was on the phone with just now.