Chapter 945 Tasteless Noodles

Gu Xiukai continued to shake his head.

He had been tied up in the warehouse for two or three days, without a single bite of food or drop of water. He was too weak to think or answer more important questions.

Seeing Gu Xiukai's lifeless state, Ye Chenhan reached out, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and said, "Take him to the living room first."

The warehouse had a smell that made one's nose uncomfortable after being there for too long.

They moved from the warehouse to the living room of the Gu residence.

The main lights were turned on, and the unfinished red wine from the night Gu Xiuyu left was still on the coffee table.

Ye Chenhan glanced at it and said, "Watch him, I'll go upstairs to have a look."

As soon as Ye Chenhan let go, Gu Xiukai's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground. As he fell, his arm stretched out to Di Mingjue's feet. "Hungry~"

Looking down at him, Di Mingjue saw Gu Xiukai, who looked like a beggar. In his current state, anyone who saw him would find it hard to believe he was the eldest young master of the Gu family.

Gu Xiukai, like a dehydrated shrimp, curled up and crawled towards Di Mingjue. "Take me, take me to eat..."

At that moment, Ye Chenhan, who had gone upstairs to check, came down. "There wasn't anything up there. It's obvious Gu Xiuyu hasn't been resting at home for a while."

He came to Di Mingjue's side and looked at Gu Xiukai, who was lying on the ground as if trying to extort something. He curiously pointed at Gu Xiukai's behavior and asked Di Mingjue, "What is this?"

"See what you can find to eat in the refrigerator and bring it to him," Di Mingjue said.

So far, there were no clues about Ye Ziyu and Gu Xiuyu. Since they had found Gu Xiukai tied up, it indicated that his relationship with Gu Xiuyu was not good. They would try anything, and his existence might still be of some use to them.

Ye Chenhan was reluctant, but since Di Mingjue had spoken, there must be a reason. He stepped over Gu Xiukai's lower body and went to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator; there was no ready-to-eat food, but there were noodles and eggs.

Taking them out of the refrigerator, Ye Chenhan waved at Di Mingjue. "Only these."

"Cook them."

"Me?"

Di Mingjue pulled Gu Xiukai's leg away and sat directly on the sofa. He didn't answer Ye Chenhan's question, but his actions had already given him a response.

Fine, for Ye Ziyu, he would begrudgingly act as his subordinate!

Ye Chenhan threw the noodles and eggs on the stove, then reached into a nearby cabinet to pick a pot suitable for cooking noodles. Since he wasn't eating it, he directly filled the pot with tap water. He cooked the noodles in a highly perfunctory manner.

Too lazy to find bowls, he directly carried the pot to the living room.

With a bang, the pot was placed on the glass-topped coffee table. The scorching hot bottom of the pot came into contact with the cold glass, instantly causing a reaction, and cracks appeared on the glass.

The porridge he had worked hard to cook could not be flipped onto the ground without tasting it. Ye Chenhan picked up the pot and threw it directly onto the ground, saying to Gu Xiukai as if feeding a dog, "Help yourself."

Having been hungry for several days, Gu Xiukai was extremely famished. Regardless of his appearance, he directly crawled on the ground and scooped the food into his mouth with his hands.

Ye Chenhan, standing beside him, was stunned. After his surprise, he took out his phone and started taking pictures of Gu Xiukai in his current state.

With a click and the flash, Gu Xiukai, on the ground, looked up, his eyes filled with shame and hatred.

Like a tiger brought down by dogs when weakened! At this moment, he could no longer care about his dignity. Enduring the humiliation, he lowered his head and ate the flavorless noodles.

After he had eaten enough, Di Mingjue finally focused his gaze on him. "Tell me, why were you tied up in the warehouse? Was it Gu Xiuyu who tied you up?"

Upon mentioning Gu Xiuyu, Gu Xiukai's body seemed to bristle with thorns. He looked up at Di Mingjue with hatred.