For people who make him uncomfortable, Li Beijue has never had the habit of giving face. His thin lips moved, directly refusing, "No need, I won't eat it."
Scarlett hadn't reacted yet. Li Beijue wasn't eating, not because of the tomato egg noodles, but because of her. She blinked her eyes, saying strangely, "Why? I heard from others that you really like eating tomato egg noodles?"
"Who said that?" Three indifferent words, hinting at an impending storm.
Scarlett didn't keep it a secret whom she heard it from, without any hesitation, she betrayed, "The one in the kitchen..."
The bodyguard, who respectfully followed behind Li Beijue, immediately had his impression of her fall to the bottom, glancing at her quickly.
