"Yo, Bu Fan, you're up too. Have you eaten breakfast yet?"
Back at the guesthouse, Lin Li greeted Bai Bufan when he saw his bedhead.
"I just got up. How could I have an appetite? Besides, it'll be lunchtime soon. I'll just snack on something to tide me over," Bai Bufan said with a yawn.
"You can have the toast on the table. I saved it especially for you," Lin Li said.
Chen Yuying secretly shot Lin Li a glare. And he said it wasn't for Bai Bufan.
Bleh bleh bleh.
That was Lin Li's responding look.
"Nope." Bai Bufan refused at lightning speed.
"Then don't eat it." Lin Li did not care either way.
"Then I'll eat." Bai Bufan instantly grabbed a slice and stuffed it into his mouth. Mm, it really was not poisoned.
Lin Li charged at him with a raised hand, shouting, "Before Baowei died, he left me a sealed letter. It said, 'I observe that Bu Fan has a rebellious bone at the back of his head. In time, he will surely rebel. He must be executed first, to eliminate future trouble.' Looks like he was right."
"He died and didn't invite me to the funeral feast? What kind of person does that?" Bai Bufan ran around the guesthouse with toast hanging from his mouth.
"How's this outfit? Type 1 if it looks good, and type eyeballs if it doesn't." Ding Sihan came downstairs, her footsteps thudding on the stairs, and asked Lin Li amid the chase.
Black cropped trousers paired with a white chiffon blouse, with the blouse tucked into the pants. The high-waisted cut of the black trousers accentuated her leg proportions. It seemed Ding Sihan knew how to highlight her strengths.
But that did not stop Lin Li from ending the chase.