"Can you two give some face, please?" Gongsun Ce stared listlessly at the ceiling, "Mr. Gongsun really couldn't go out today..."
The bruise could be explained as a scar left from fighting a formidable enemy, but how would one explain the bite marks and the pinch marks?
Once the paparazzi saw his state, Mr. Gongsun's reputation would be ruined...
"He was attacked by a wild beast," Qin Qianbai stared at the female hunter across the table.
"He was ambushed by a ghost." Shiyu Ling shook her spoon at the martial artist.
The air around the dining table visibly tensed, and Gongsun Ce, with a mournful expression, said, "Could you please eat first?"