C205 If That Didn't Happen

At the dining table, Meng Wanchu's eyes were not eyes to Gu Hanchen. Her nose was not her nose.

There were a few times when Gu Hanchen tried to please her by picking food for her, but she always moved the bowl away without batting an eyelid.

Aunt Yang looked at the two of them and smiled, "Are you having an argument?"

Meng Wanchu did not say anything, but Gu Hanchen smiled