Transmigrated into Substitute Bride ‘Fu Lang’

is likes and dislikes easily.
How he treat things is also like that and even more so with food.”

Chen Xing pursed his lips, somewhat unable to imagine what Gu Lang had gone through during that time to develop ‘unable to trust people’ kind of habit.
Gu Lang’s pale and handsome face suddenly popped up in his mind, he then remembered the rumors he had heard about the Gu family in the city, and suddenly felt a little more tender love for him.

Perhaps the expression of heartache on Chen Xing’s face was too obvious, and Qiu Jiu at the side could not help but say one more thing, “You are different for Gongzi, you can ask him about his preferences, and he will tell you.”

At least before Chen Xing, Qiu Jiu had never met anyone who could move Gu Lang’s emotions, and it was even more unlikely to see the always sensible Gongzi behaving as childishly as he did in front of Chen Xing.

Hearing Qiu Jiu’s words, Chen Xing’s body trembled, soon after that, he looked at Qiu Jiu who was beside him and considerately said thank you, “Thank you, I understand.”

When Qiu Jiu heard Chen Xing’s words, he gave him a bright smile, revealing a mouth full of white teeth as he said cheerfully, “No need to mention it, if Gongzi is happy, we, these servants, will be able to bask in the light.(fig.
to benefit from association with sb or sth.)”

Chen Xing listened to what he said and put it into his heart, he felt more and more pity for Gu Lang.
In his mind, he was thinking that he must treat Gu Lang better in the future, after all, Gu Lang was such a good person.
If he didn’t treat Gu Lang better, it would be too ‘undeserved’.

With this kind of thought in his mind, Chen Xing walked on his way to Gu’s residence with a heavy heart.

Just after Chen Xing and Qiu Jiu left the stall, a group of men suddenly detached themselves from the corner of the street, with wretched look on their faces, first staring at the direction Chen Xing and Qiu Jiu had left for a while, and then muttering together, before being led by the leader towards Chen Xing’s stall that had been tidied up.

It was still early when they returned to the Gu Mansion.
Chen Xing took his usual bath before going to the kitchen to prepare for lunch.

Chen Xing was standing in the kitchen, looking at the fresh vegetables on the stove, and was just about to start preparing them, when he remembered what Qiu Jiu had said to him when they were on the way home.
He hesitated for a moment, then put down the things in his hands, walked out of the kitchen and went towards Gu Lang’s study room.

When he arrived at the study, he saw Gu Lang sitting upright in front of his desk, reading a book in his hand.
He stared at Gu Lang’s pale face for a while, but did not say any word at all.

Until Gu Lang who was inside noticed his sight, he raised his head to look toward his direction.
When he saw him, he smiled at him and then put down the book in his hand, waved at him and said gently, “Why are you standing outside and not coming in?”

Chen Xing looked at Gu Lang, who was smiling thinly at him, and hesitantly walked in and came in front of him.
He was hesitant but still asked, “I just wanna ask, what do you want to eat for today’s lunch?”

When he heard his question, he felt a bit strange.
At the beginning, when they were not familiar with each other, Chen Xing had asked him what he did not eat.
However, after Chen Xing got better acquainted with them, he didn’t ask this kind of question anymore so he didn’t know why he suddenly asked this kind of question again.

Gu Lang was puzzled.

Chen Xing pursed his lips and looked at Gu Lang who was looking at him intently.
After hesitating for a while, he said what Qiu Jiu had said to him and finally asked with some apprehension, “Are there some things I cooked that you don’t like and out of courtesy, you told me you like it all?”

After Chen Xing finished talking, only to see Gu Lang staring straight at himself and not saying anything, the room was terribly quiet.

A few moments later, Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing and laughed softly, his tone carrying a bit of doting, “You ah.”