Aunt Liu saw the situation and couldn't help but feel amused and exasperated at the same time. She became even more convinced that they were really having a spat, so she had to walk into the living room and say, "Young Master, it's time to eat. The weather is getting cold, and the food will get cold once it's on the table."
Gong Ting looked at the woman eating happily in the dining room. Earlier, he deliberately ignored her, but he didn't expect her to be so oblivious to his presence, not even giving him a glance.
He stood up, took a long stride, walked into the dining room, and sat in the main seat. Seeing her enjoying her meal so much made him angry. Last night, out of spite, he slept on the sofa in the study, and now his back was still sore.
He picked up the chopsticks and said to Aunt Liu, "Aunt Liu, call the family doctor and ask him to come to the villa."
Aunt Liu quickly asked, "Young Master, where do you feel unwell?"
