"This one, auntie, I want to eat this one, and this one..."
"Okay, order them all."
Gu Li agreed without hesitation.
Just as she was about to submit the order, the doorbell rang, interrupting her.
Who could it be at this time?
Gu Li walked over to the door in confusion.
Upon seeing Mo Shiting, her expression quickly changed. She tried to close the door, but he was one step ahead, blocking it.
"What... what are you doing here?"
"Delivering food!"
Mo Shiting replied coolly, his one hand resting on the door and the other holding up a large thermal bag.
Seeing this, Gu Li scoffed, "When did Young Master Mo switch jobs to become a delivery boy?"
Looking at her, Mo Shiting said in a stern voice, "Let's talk about it inside."
"It's inconvenient."
"Gu Li."
"Mo Shiting, can you stop being ridiculous? Please?"
Gu Li felt her heart drain.
His resolve hardened by her distant attitude, Mo Shiting unconsciously clenched his fists. "I brought you food. Is that ridiculous?"
"Yes!"