Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

Yu Shuling had cried enough, so she took Gu Zhiqi to watch again.

In just a few minutes, I said that I lost weight several times.

As he was talking, he got up suddenly, "No, I have to make up for it, Mom will make some delicious food for you."

Gu Zhiqi:!

Upon hearing the delicious food, Gu Zhiqi's eyes on Yu Shuling changed immediately, "Thank you, Mom."

Gu Zhiqi realized that it was not difficult to talk about it when his mother called out, but it felt a sense of familiarity.

Hearing Gu Zhiqi's mother, Yu Shuling immediately became consummated, rolled up her sleeves, as if she had been slapped with chicken blood.

"Hey!" Yu Shuling happily responded, and then went into the kitchen without looking back, "Mom will make you your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."

Gu Mengyang watched Yu Shuling enter the kitchen with a trace of anticipation in his eyes.

When Yu Shuling was no longer visible, Gu Mengyang looked away, "You can let mom into the kitchen."

Hearing the words, Gu Zhiqi turned his head and glanced at Gu Mengyang, his eyes stained with questioning color.

Gu Mengyang looked at the questioning look in her eyes, and explained: "Mom's cooking skills are definitely master-level, but she doesn't like to go into the kitchen."

Yu Shuling was originally the daughter of the Yu family in Jiangcheng.

The Gu family has also been rich since his grandfather's generation. After marrying into the Gu family, Gu Changchuan doted on Yu Shuling a lot, so naturally he was reluctant to let her enter the kitchen. Yu Shuling still lived the life of a young lady.

The first time Gu Mengyang ate Yu Shuling's food was after Gu Zhiqi was weaned.

After weaning, the little girl refused to eat anything, and only ate what Yu Shuling made.

Yu Shuling worked hard as a cook for the little girl.

Later, it took a long time.

His father felt that Yu Shuling was cooking for the whole family by herself every day, and he felt distressed, so he asked Yu Shuling to cook only for the little girl.

Then his mother really only made it for the little girl.

Later, when the little girl became sensible and stopped being picky eaters, the chances of eating Yu Shuling's meals became even less.

From now on, Yu Shuling will only cook one or two dishes during the holidays.

Later, the little girl's temperament changed drastically, and Yu Shuling didn't cook much anymore. The last time she cooked was the day when Gu Xiyue came home.

Listening to Gu Mengyang's words, Gu Zhiqi's eyes lit up slightly, "It's delicious?"

Gu Mengyang raised his eyebrows, "I can still lie to you."

Gu Zhiqi: Looking forward to ing!

"As far as our mother's craftsmanship is concerned, so far..." Gu Mengyang caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure from the corner of his eye, and Gu Mengyang stopped the words behind him, and raised his eyebrows to look at Gu Changchuan who was going downstairs lightly.

Gu Zhiqi saw his expression, out of curiosity, he also turned his head to take a look.

I saw a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body, tough and handsome features, benevolent brows, and a combed-back hair going downstairs in a sneaky, slightly wretched way. He had already reached the bottom step.

"shh"

Seeing Gu Zhiqi and Gu Mengyang looking at him, Gu Changchuan shushed the two siblings, then glanced in the direction of the kitchen.

Gu Changchuan didn't see Yu Shuling's figure, so he leaned forward and quickly moved to the sofa, then half-hidden behind the sofa, looking at Gu Zhiqi with a smile, "Daughter, are you back?"

Gu Zhiqi "..."

It is deeply suspected that the memory of the original owner has gone wrong.

Is this person really the strict and reticent Papa Gu?

Facing Gu Zhiqi's slightly unfamiliar gaze, Gu Changchuan looked a little sad, and pretended to be sad and said, "Oh~ I came to see you a few minutes late, why do I feel like I don't recognize my dad anymore."

As Gu Changchuan was talking, he suddenly took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Gu Zhiqi, "Girl, come on, pocket money, call Dad."

Gu Zhiqi "..."

Seeing that Gu Zhiqi didn't move, Gu Changchuan said with a smile, "There are fifty million inside."

"Thank you, Dad." Gu Zhi rested his mouth and hands faster than his thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Gu Changchuan was satisfied.