The Priceless Husband's Invitation

Uncle Wang emphasized repeatedly that no woman had visited the house before, so there were no ladies' clothes prepared; he gave Qin Youbei a set of men's pajamas, hoping she wouldn't mind.

When Qin Youbei descended the stairs in pajamas, Gu Xiao was already sitting in the dining room.

Dressed in casual English attire, the light falling on him seemed to surround him with a faint golden glow, outlining his contours as perfectly as if they were sculpted, capturing attention in a somewhat bewildering manner.

Uncle Wang pulled out a chair next to Gu Xiao and said politely, "Miss Qin, please sit."

Reluctant, Qin Youbei walked over without changing her expression and sat down.

On the dining table, there were five sets of cutlery.

Hmm? Could there be someone else… coming?

Gu Xiao leaned back in his chair at a leisurely pace, lifted his eyes to look at her, and smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Qin Youbei was astonished and, at the same time, severely startled.

This smiling expression didn't suit this dark, cold, and wicked man at all.

She quickly lowered her head, casually fiddling with the cutlery in front of her, but was acutely aware that Gu Xiao was sizing her up the whole time.

Qin Youbei always felt that the way he looked at her was like a hungry leopard sizing up a cornered little white rabbit.

Which part of the little white rabbit's flesh was the most tender, where should he start biting?

After a long gaze that made Qin Youbei's neck begin to ache, Gu Xiao finally moved his gaze away.

Qin Youbei let out a sigh of relief surreptitiously.

Yet, she felt the atmosphere had become even more tense.

Uncle Wang, standing beside them, was once again surprised by Gu Xiao's reaction.

The young master is smiling so gently, and the way he looks at people is as if he wants to devour them... Could it be that the young master is really interested in Miss Qin?!!

Uncle Wang smiled till his face bloomed, calling out, "Miss Qin, Uncle Wang doesn't mean to brag, but my cooking skills are even better than those of chefs at seven-star hotels."

While speaking, he served two bowls of soup, one for Gu Xiao and one for Qin Youbei.

Gu Xiao picked up the bowl and took a sip with a light taste: "Hmm, not bad."

His voice was as melodious as the music of the heavens, deep and magnetic, enough to make one's ears pregnant.

Qin Youbei was rigid.

Why did she feel that Gu Xiao was employing his charms on her?

Such charms are poisonous; could it be that the soup is poisoned? She's watched too many ancient court dramas!

Seeing her still not moving, Gu Xiao raised an eyebrow and asked, "Does it not suit your taste?"

His gentle, silk-like gaze made Qin Youbei break out in goosebumps all over her body.

She laughed dryly, "Actually, I don't like to drink soup before a meal, I usually prefer porridge. I think I'd better go back and have my meal, I appreciate your kindness."

Saying that, she tried to stand up and make a quick exit.

Gu Xiao's brow lifted slightly as he glanced at the butler standing to the side, "Uncle Wang."

"Yes!" Uncle Wang responded respectfully, smiling as he went to the kitchen, and soon brought out a bowl of steaming hot porridge.

Qin Youbei: "..."

No way? There was actually porridge, indicating preparedness for either option.

If she had known this would happen, she would have simply said she wasn't eating dinner; now it was like being forced to eat when she didn't want to.

Accepting the bowl, Qin Youbei said to Uncle Wang, "Thank you."

Uncle Wang looked at the two dining together and felt it was particularly affectionate: "No need to thank me."

With that, he smilingly withdrew.

Qin Youbei, clutching the bowl, was at a loss whether to eat or not, wrestling with the decision for quite a while…