Gu Yuheng's face instantly darkened, his voice turning cool, "Gu Jiu, what is that you're holding in your hand?"
Gu Jiu turned around, his face showing no hint of embarrassment for being caught snacking, and cheerfully said, "It's a mung bean lotus cake Miss Chuxia made, just taken out of the fridge, really delicious."
Gu Yuheng's face turned even darker, his voice growing colder, "You give me this bowl of something that's neither like beans nor water to drink, yet you yourself are eating something tastier?"
Gu Jiu: "..." It wasn't that he didn't offer any to Third Master, but Chuxia specifically instructed that this portion was for him, and not to share with Third Master, otherwise, if she found out, he wouldn't be able to get anything tasty from Chuxia ever again.
"Third Master..."
Just as Gu Jiu was about to speak up in his own defense, however, Gu Yuheng sharply interrupted him—
"Hand it over!" The tone left no room for argument.
"But Third Master..."
