Dong Xin Yan carefully pondered over her words, occasionally stealing a glance at Gu Ningyi to observe his expression.
It must be admitted, he is indeed a scion of a noble family, exuding elegance in every gesture. Even while eating a simple breakfast, he makes it feel like dining in some golden, medieval hall.
Dong Xin Yan couldn't help but look at him a couple more times.
Gu Ningyi seemed to sense her gaze; his dark eyes flicked lightly towards her, lazily meeting her eyes. Dong Xin Yan was startled, quickly lowering her gaze, and instinctively picked up her glass of milk to drink, as if to cover up something.
Gu Ningyi only glanced at her before shifting his gaze away, allowing Dong Xin Yan to secretly sigh in relief.
The two ate in silence, the only sounds being the slight clinks of knife and fork against the plates.
After mentally rehearsing for a while, Dong Xin Yan took a deep breath, slightly clenched her hands, moved her red lips, and then softly spoke, "Mr. Gu...."
