The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Gu Weimian looked confused.

What does she like?

"Come here." The man spoke again.

Gu Weimian clenched his fist.

She had a hunch that if she dared to reject the man again this time, he might not let her go so easily.

And she didn't even have an ally at this table.

Gu Yuzhu's eyes were almost red with anger, but she refused to speak.

She was also trained to be submissive by men.

In just a few days, she, who has such a violent personality, has already begun to learn to be patient.

Gu Weimian sighed silently and sat next to the man.

As soon as he sat down, You Jingshu spoke again unwilling to be lonely, "Let Zhenzhen ladle some soup for you. This soup looks good.

Gu Weimian took a deep breath.

You Jingshu is her biggest weakness.

She didn't know about the entanglement between her and Huo Yan, and she didn't know that just the night before, her daughter, the heir, was almost scorned by this uncle wolf.

Gu Weimian put everything behind him, calmed down his emotions, picked up the spoon, picked up the soup bowl in front of the man, and filled the man with a bowl of soup.

The soup is crystal clear and has an alluring aroma.

The man looked deeply, picked up the soup bowl and took a sip.

Seeing this, Gu Weimian's heart finally calmed down a little.

Men's tutors are not used to talking during meals.

She was finally able to calm down for a while, and this bowl of soup was worth it.

However, the man unexpectedly suddenly said, "It's delicious."

Gu Weimian said oh and picked up the soup bowl to fill a bowl.

The taste is indeed good, and he is worthy of being a cook from the Huo family.

The man drank the soup very seriously, as if he was worshiping devoutly. He finished the bowl of soup without leaving a drop.

The look on his face made people feel for a moment that he was really drinking something rare in the world, dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder.

Gu Weimian looked at his bowl again doubting his life.

After finishing the soup, the man looked up at Gu Weimian, his eyes complex and deep, as if he was struggling with endless confusion.

Such a look made Gu Weimian think that the man might ask her something.

The man did gently pass the bowl in front of her in her direction.

Gu Weimian looked at the bowl.

"..."

So men have now become...big eaters?

Or the ultimate fan of this soup?

She had a hunch that the cook who made the soup today was about to get a promotion and a salary increase.

Unfortunately for her, she had to serve soup to the man again and again.

Forget it, maybe this is life.

Gu Yuzhu on the side was unwilling to be left alone, "A Yan, can I help you fill it?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to take Huo Yan's soup bowl, but her hand was lightly glanced by the man's eyes.

With just one glance, Gu Yuzhu's hand froze in place.

The man's eyes were light, "I don't need to trouble you about this kind of thing, let Zhenzhen do it."

Gu Yuzhu wanted to say it was no trouble.

But under the man's cold gaze, not a single word came out of his throat.

Seeing that she finally calmed down, the man turned his gaze back to Gu Weimian's face.

Gu Weimian cursed in his mind, really thinking that he was a third-level disabled person.

Gu Weimian picked up the soup bowl again, feeling resentful in her heart, thinking of forgetting it and just treating it as a gift of love to the disabled.

She filled the man with another bowl of soup and handed it to him.

The man raised his hand and took it easily.