Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 436
The servant set up the dining table under the viburnum tree in the yard. Mr. Song was sitting at the dining table, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, leaning on the back of the chair to read a newspaper.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Mr. Song raised his head slightly, and saw Song Zhicheng's family of three walking slowly.

Mr. Song immediately put down the newspaper, and then the servant standing aside immediately took the newspaper away.

Youqian narrowed her eyes, showed a faint smile, and asked softly, "Grandpa, did you sleep well last night?"

Mr. Song said with a smile, "I slept pretty well."

Gun Gun, who was nestled in You Qian's arms, saw Mr. Song, his eyes were bright, and he yelled.

Mr. Song opened his hands and said, "Come on, give me a hug. He wants me to hug and feed grandma. At home, I feed him personally every morning."

You Qian sent Gun Gun over and told, "Grandpa, worry about it."

As soon as Gun Gun got into Mr. Song's arms, he immediately stopped shouting. He obediently sat on Mr. Song's lap, posing in an upright posture, staring at the dining table with a sullen face.

With a loving face, Mr. Song picked up the bottle, touched it with his hand to test the temperature, and then passed the bottle to Gun Gun. After Gun Gun took it, he picked up the bottle himself, opened his mouth to hold it, and began to drink it.

After taking a sip of milk, Gun Gun held the bottle with one hand and pointed at the dining table with the other. Mr. Song immediately understood, scooped up a spoonful of minced meat porridge, handed it to Gun Roll's mouth, and opened his mouth to swallow it.

Seeing his son eating well, You Qian was very pleased, and smiled involuntarily.

Song Zhicheng hummed slightly invisibly.

You Qian heard his humming, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at Song Zhicheng, and then she turned her head to observe the roll carefully.

Obviously the same face, exactly the same expression.

One is naive, and the other always looks like you owe me money.

This comparison should not be too obvious.

Thinking, thinking, the arc of You Qian's mouth became bigger and bigger.

Song Zhicheng glanced at her who didn't know what she was laughing at, and said in a deep voice, "Drink a glass of milk first, and then eat this."

After finishing speaking, Song Zhicheng brought the milk to You Qian.

You Qian picked up the milk glass, lowered her head and took a sip silently. Just after she finished drinking, a crystal shrimp dumpling was placed on the plate in front of her at the right time.

She had shrimp dumplings.

Song Zhicheng brought another soup dumpling, inserted a straw, and placed it in front of You Qian.

You Qian lowered her head and took a sip of the soup dumpling juice.

Here, when Mr. Song took care of Gun Gun carefully, Song Zhicheng ignored his grandfather and son, and kept his eyes on You Qian the whole time.

You Qian brought a dessert that Song Zhicheng liked to eat, and after handing it to him, she whispered to him, "I will eat it myself."

Song Zhicheng said: "You yourself? You have a cat-like appetite. If I don't feed you, you won't be able to eat a few dollars."

You Qian blushed, "...I've eaten a lot."

Song Zhicheng stared at her with black eyes and said, "Eat more."

Coincidentally, Mr. Song said to Gun Gun: "Gun Gun, eat more, eat more, grow taller, stronger, and more handsome than Dad."

You Qian: "..."

With this tone, why does it feel like grandpa coaxing Gun Gun to eat?
I always feel that Song Zhicheng is raising her as a daughter now?This must not be her illusion, right?

You Qian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "It's enough for me to eat enough."

Song Zhicheng's current situation is not only asking her to be full, but also planning to feed her into a fat man's rhythm, right?

Due to professional reasons, You Qian must pay great attention to controlling her figure.

Song Zhicheng glanced at her lightly, and said lightly, "I asked a professional nutritionist to prepare your breakfast, so you won't get fat."

You Qian: "..."

Is this a roundworm named Song Zhicheng growing in his stomach?
　I’m going home late today, and it’s super late, sorry\(^o^)/~
　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)