"Indeed, Young Master Feimo is so capable. What is difficult for us is just a breeze for him."
"Young Master Feimo wouldn't refuse to help, right?" Lisa placed a dish in front of Gu Feimo, smiling.
"This dish was specially made for you by my Yuanyuan. I wonder if you like it?"
"Your spit is all over the dish. Can this even be eaten?" Gu Feimo glanced up, his expression darkened.
Lisa was so startled that she almost couldn't react. She steadied herself by holding onto the table to prevent herself from falling.
"Sorry, sorry! It's my oversight." She took a deep breath and immediately picked up the dish, "I'll throw this away and make a new one."
Whether it was the meticulous hygiene of the family or a misunderstanding on Young Master Feimo's part about her, Lisa felt utterly frustrated, yet she had no choice but to pick up the dish and leave.
She deliberately slowed her pace, hoping to hear the conversation behind her.
