Fifteen minutes later, the scene at this table was of an elegant man dining gracefully, while a rude woman across him was indulging herself heartily.
Luo Qingli had no idea that several women already envied her and wished they could take her place as she ate so crudely.
In everyone's mind, they thought that this woman was not at all worthy of the noble and elegant man across her.
However, as far as the two people concerned were, they had already grown accustomed to it and felt nothing amiss.
"Qingqing, eat slower, nobody is competing with you. What's the rush!" Gu Yuying had already put down his cutlery, as he only ate to feel full and would not overeat.
Every time he watched Luo Qingli eat, he felt as if she hadn't had a meal in days.
"Uh-huh! Got it." Luo Qingli mumbled unclearly, but her actions showed no sign of slowing down.
Luo Qingli always ate quickly, not solely because she was hungry.
