When Xiao Jiu sent that message, Gu Moxiu was still dining elegantly.
He cut his steak with a knife, unhurried and composed.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
His phone vibrated faintly.
Gu Moxiu glanced at his phone.
He did not need to think to know it was from Xiaoruan.
It had to be some coquettish message, something like, "Let me touch your abdominal muscles, and I won't be mad anymore."
"Heh, woman!"
Gu Moxiu set down his knife and fork, slowly picked up a napkin, and wiped his mouth.
Only then did he pick up his phone.
A message was displayed on the screen.
The moment he read it, he could not help but freeze. The insults were filthy.
But the last few words kept him from remaining calm.
He hurriedly unlocked it and read the full message.
"Wen Xiaoruan, you've gone too far!" Gu Moxiu suddenly shouted. "If you have no bottom line like this, I can't guarantee you'll become Mrs. Gu!"
Even Lin Mu, who was eating skewers, was startled so badly that his lamb kidney fell to the floor.
That face of Gu Moxiu's, cold as ice, finally changed.
He had thought Wen Xiaoruan had deliberately made her words sound so nasty.
That she had pretended to be captured and said things to frighten him.
Something like this had happened before.
She made him worry and rush over to find her, only for her to be eating over there, leaving him worried sick for nothing.
Gu Moxiu decisively called her.
His face was icy.
The call actually connected.
Gu Moxiu spoke word by word, incomparably cold. "Wen Xiaoruan, have you had enough?"
Silence came from the other end.
Gu Moxiu said again, "Don't test my patience. Get downstairs right now. The driver will pick you up!"
Xiao Jiu had