Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

"Tutu? Tutu?"

In a daze, An Yiqing seemed to hear Gu Yelin calling her. Startled, she instantly snapped back from her distraction.

"Ah, what’s up? Ah Lin, what did you say?"

Looking at An Yiqing with a preoccupied face, Gu Yelin’s brow lightly furrowed, and a trace of worry flickered in his eyes, yet he didn’t say anything more.

"Eat up, the steak will get cold and won’t taste as nice."

Hearing Gu Yelin’s reminder, An Yiqing nodded, picked up the silver cutlery, and began eating bite by bite.

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Hmm...maybe if she drank some red wine, she wouldn’t be so nervous...

An Yiqing’s gaze slowly shifted to the tall glass in front of her. The exquisite, high-end crystal glass shimmered under the warm yellow light, sparkling and completely translucent. In the transparent glass, the rich red looked like a clear ruby, its texture smooth and free of impurities.