Xiao Yu sat still, suspecting that after Young Master Gong had his tantrum, he exhausted himself into hunger and now wanted to find a way to keep her busy. "I still need to review the documents, no time."
"In that case, without dinner, eating you is just the same." Gong Ting made a move as if to pounce on her.
Xiao Yu was so scared that she immediately bounced up from the sofa, darted a few meters away, and tightly shielded her chest with her hands, compromising, "Don't mess around, I'll do it."
With that, she sprinted into the kitchen.
Gong Ting looked at the kitchen door that just swung shut, shook his head and chuckled. Only then did he realize that his intense anger had inexplicably vanished.
He watched TV idly; the images on the screen seemed familiar, but he didn't look closely. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a couple of documents tossed on the coffee table and sofa. He picked them up and realized they were architectural plans for the royal palace.
