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Although Gong Mohan wasn't looking at Gu Wan now, his peripheral vision was filled with Gu Wan's appearance.
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It could be said that his whole body and mind were devoted to Gu Wan. This was Gong Mohan's character. He obviously cared about her very much, but he still pretended to be indifferent.
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What kind of experience would that be?
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For Gong Mohan, this kind of feeling was inexplicably tiring.
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Probably because Gong Mohan didn't show the feelings in his heart, Gu Wan naturally couldn't feel it.
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Gu Wan, who was loved, couldn't feel Gong Mohan's gaze, so she was naturally a little cold. She couldn't give back to Gong Mohan to any extent.
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In such a situation, it was equivalent to a one-sided contribution. Although Gong Mohan wouldn't think so, he was still a man who did great things after all. He wouldn't only have this kind of tolerance.
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However, it was inevitable that Gong Mohan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
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When Gu Wan finally smelled something and looked up, she "accidentally" saw the scene where Gong Mohan picked up the tableware and was about to eat.
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Suddenly, Gu Wan felt even more uncomfortable in her heart.
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In Gu Wan's consciousness at the moment, she thought like this: She, Gu Wan, was in a mess and let her imagination run wild, but Gong Mohan didn't feel anything at all. He was like a person who had nothing to worry about at all.
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Sitting there and eating calmly, he didn't think about Gu Wan. After all, Gong Mohan was still a little cold.
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Gu Wan shook her head silently. Even if they were a couple without much emotional foundation, wasn't this a bit too much?
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When Gu Wan thought of this, a mocking smile unconsciously appeared on her face. She didn't know whether she was mocking herself or mocking Gong Mohan's coldness.
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In the next moment, Gong Mohan happened to catch a glimpse of Gu Wan's smile from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.
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Mo Xuerong was standing, so she naturally didn't miss the two's gazes.
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She was probably the only one who was laughing heartily at this moment.
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The smile on Mo Xuerong's face was bright. She handed the second tray to Gu Wan and said to her with a smile, "Wan Wan, this is yours."
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Gu Wan only nodded lightly. "Okay, thank you."
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She didn't seem to notice anything strange. She picked up the cutlery and prepared to eat the noodles.
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Yes, although Mo Xuerong didn't know how to cook, she could still make excellent noodles.
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At least it looked good now. Although she hadn't tasted it yet, Gu Wan also picked up the cutlery. She would eat it sooner or later.
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Seeing Gu Wan's action, the smile on Mo Xuerong's face deepened. What kind of feeling was this?
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It was probably the feeling of a conspiracy that was about to succeed.
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Finally, it was Mo Xuerong's turn. She silently put her portion on the table, waved her hand, whispered something to the servants, and let them go.
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"Start eating. Don't laugh at me if it doesn't taste good," Mo Xuerong said to herself before she started eating.
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Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was just being polite.
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But it had to be said that Mo Xuerong's noodles were really good. At least, Gong Mohan thought it was okay.
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Gong Mohan was used to eating high-class food. Disregarding the price, he was sure that the taste of the food would be superb.
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Anyway, Gong Mohan's appetite had been raised to be extremely picky. But even so, Gong Mohan had nothing to say about Mo Xuerong's noodles.
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The three of them ate quietly for a while. Mo Xuerong couldn't stay still. She looked at Gu Wan and then at Gong Mohan. Suddenly, she asked, "Do you think the noodles are okay?"
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"Not bad." Gong Mohan's words were concise and comprehensive. Even his praise was only two words.
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However, even so, it was still very rare to see such a thing.
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After all, Gong Mohan didn't like to praise people. His words were even cold to the point of lacking. His standards were extremely high. It was really not easy for him to be like this.
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Mo Xuerong also understood this. After all, she had been with Gong Mohan for a long time, so she naturally knew that his standards were almost harsh.
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"Really?" Although Mo Xuerong asked this question, the joy in her eyes could no longer be contained. She was smiling so happily that her eyes formed the shape of a crescent moon.
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"Yes." Gong Mohan nodded slightly, even though he felt that Mo Xuerong's question was very superfluous. However, he had no choice. After all, Mo Xuerong's noodles were really delicious, so he naturally nodded for her sake.
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It had to be said that "if you want to win a man's heart, you must first win a man's stomach". This old saying was indeed reasonable and feasible to a certain extent.
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Gong Mohan's affirmation caused Mo Xue Rong to become even more complacent. She was smiling so widely that her eyes were almost invisible.
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Her heart was immersed in honey, and she was very happy.
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When Mo Xuerong was angry and jealous, she wouldn't forget Gu Wan. After all, she wanted Gu Wan to feel the same, or to be angrier.
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When she was happy, she wouldn't forget Gu Wan.
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When Mo Xuerong was smiling, she didn't forget to glance at Gu Wan. She saw that Gu Wan was focusing on eating the noodles, as if she didn't hear their conversation, and she didn't have any extra reaction.
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It seemed that at this moment, for Gu Wan, the noodles on the table were more interesting, and more attractive than their conversation to Gu Wan.
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In fact, Gu Wan had heard it very clearly. She had heard every word in her heart.
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There was not a moment when Gu Wan felt that she was very superfluous, like a huge background board in other people's love affairs.
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Such a recognition made Gu Wan feel that the noodles tasted like wax, and she did feel that there seemed to be no extra taste.
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At first, Gu Wan thought it was her illusion, or it was affected by her mood. However, Gu Wan tried to calm herself down, but it was still the same. There was no taste.
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However, it was such noodles. Gong Mohan said "not bad", which made Gu Wan feel even more uncomfortable. She was just an ex-girlfriend. Did he have to protect her so much?
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There was no taste at all, but Gong Mohan still praised her like this. Did he have to be so … unforgettable?
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Gu Wan's heart was filled with sorrow. When she started to care about Gong Mohan, she realized that he didn't care about her as much as she had imagined. In fact, he still couldn't forget about Mo Xuerong.
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Then she seemed to have become a bird without feet, and there was no way to stay.
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Mo Xuerong saw that Gu Wan was absent-minded, so she wouldn't let go of this opportunity to make trouble.
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She tried to call out gently, "Gu Wan?"
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Gu Wan lowered her head to eat the noodles, but she didn't respond. The noodles didn't taste good, but Gu Wan seemed to be obsessed with them. She ate them in big mouthfuls, without caring about her image …
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Such a phenomenon made Mo Xuerong, the initiator, feel incredulous. Mo Xuerong knew whether the noodles were delicious or tasteless, but she didn't know how bad it was and how tasteless it was. She just thought about it and figured it out.
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Gu Wan didn't respond, so Mo Xuerong asked again, "Gu Wan?"
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This time, her voice was louder.
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The voice attracted Gong Mohan's attention. Gong Mohan unconsciously raised his head to look at Gu Wan. It was hard to tell what emotions were in his gray eyes.
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Probably because of some telepathy, Gu Wan looked up and met Gong Mohan's eyes. The moment their eyes met, Gong Mohan's pupils shrank subconsciously.
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He saw the haggard, bloodshot, indifference, and so on in Gu Wan's eyes. The only thing missing was the child-like clarity and dependence.
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Gong Mohan had a feeling that Gu Wan was different in some way. But what was different?
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He couldn't tell. Was it the look in her eyes? Or was it the feeling of being neither close nor distant from him?
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Everything seemed to have changed.
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When Gong Mohan wanted to catch Gu Wan's eyes and say something, Gu Wan's eyes drifted away again.
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"What?" Only then did Gu Wan respond to Mo Xuerong. She frowned slightly. She didn't understand why Mo Xuerong would ask her to do something when she was in high spirits.
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Mo Xuerong naturally saw Gu Wan's confusion. She smiled shyly. It was probably because she was in front of Gong Mohan that she was so charming.
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After a while, she put down her hand that was covering her mouth and said, "It's okay. I just wanted to ask you if the noodles are still edible."
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Hearing this, Gu Wan twitched the corner of her mouth and said coldly, "No."
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After saying this, Gu Wan wanted to put down her bowl and chopsticks and leave the table.
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When Mo Xuerong heard Gu Wan's words, there was a strange smile on her face. The next moment, her face turned cold.
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She pretended to be very wronged, as if she had suffered a great blow. "What's wrong, Wan Wan? Is it bad?"
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Gu Wan was just about to leave when she heard Mo Xuerong's words. She was very disdainful. Didn't she know whether it was bad or not?
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How could Gu Wan not know who made the noodles?
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If this matter had nothing to do with Mo Xuerong, Gu Wan wouldn't believe it. It definitely had something to do with Mo Xuerong.
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It was obviously Mo Xuerong's scheme. Gu Wan was in a bad mood at the moment, so she could only vent her anger at this moment.
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