C15

Returning to Ten Li Palace, Gong Yu Chen was already sitting at the long dining table.

Only, Gong Yu Chen still had that night's mask on his face, so his entire face could only see the top of his forehead and the bottom of his mouth. The white mask made his entire body look gloomy and terrifying.

Jiang Qiao Er quietly sat at the other side of the table, far away from Gong Yu Chen.

"Come here!" Gong Yu Chen frowned, the viciousness in his tone revealed his current impatience.

"Oh." Jiang Qiao Er wisely sat down.

Seeing Jiang Qiao Er glance at her while shifting her butt unwillingly and sitting beside her, Gong Yu Chen's mood could not be described as indescribably happy.

The way this little woman pouted was pretty cute. From her panicked expression, he could tell that she was just like a simple little white rabbit.

Gong Yu Chen unconsciously stroked his chin.

Last night, her taste seemed to be lingering in her mouth. It was undeniable that this body was extremely alluring to him.

From time to time, Gong Yu Chen would raise his eyes and look at Jiang Qiao Er who was wholeheartedly eating the food. Her ears would be pink and tender as they perked up, his nose would move, and he would occasionally smell the food, like a greedy kitten.

Didn't this woman know how to please him?

When Gong Yu Chen finished off yet another big prawn, Gong Yu Chen put down his chopsticks in dissatisfaction. The silver chopsticks on the table made a sharp noise.

When Jiang Qiao Er heard the sound, she stopped eating in a daze. She could neither swallow the meat in her mouth nor spit it out.

What about him?

"Is it delicious?" Gong Yu Chen said coldly, his dense eyes staring straight at Jiang Qiao Er.

"Ugh …" This dish tastes a little heavy. " Jiang Qiao Er pointed at one of the dishes and replied timidly. His eyes suddenly blinked, and she did not dare to look into Gong Yu Chen's eyes.

Gong Yu Chen's originally sinister gaze suddenly ignited on the ground.

Stupid woman!

"The chef in charge of this dish, chase him out!" Gong Yu Chen looked at Jiang Qiao Er, her pleasant voice brimming with a faint sense of anger.

What the hell?

Chase him out? Was it really good to kick him out like this?

Jiang Qiao Er opened her eyes wide as she looked at the Gong Yu Chen who was sitting beside him, yet seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. Was it because of a single sentence?

What happened to this man?

"Young Master... Can you give me another chance? I will definitely … " The chef who was rushing out of the kitchen cried as he stumbled and kneeled in front of Gong Yu Chen, begging for his life.

This time, Jiang Qiao Er was completely stunned, she really did not think that one of her unintentional words would harm a person in such a way. But wouldn't it be freer to be kicked out? What was there to be nostalgic about in Gong Jia?

"You still have a chance to live." Gong Yu Chen played with his index finger, a bloodthirsty smile revealing his current impatience.

After the chef, who was crying loudly a second ago, heard this, he immediately quieted down. He turned around, looked at Jiang Qiao Er who was seated in a daze, and left in despair.

The cook's eyes were terrible. Jiang Qiao Er timidly shrunk her neck back and her gaze sneaked onto Gong Yu Chen's face.

What was this man trying to pull off?