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Chapter 230 The Shameless Old Guy

Gu Qianyi only felt warm in her heart, and she couldn't help showing a comfortable smile when she looked at Grandpa An.Although the Gu family is also a wealthy family, they are not as warm as here.

"Why are you smirking? Why don't you sit down and eat papaya, melon, stew, and fish?" An Zihao squinted his eyes but passed his hand across the nipple, the meaning was obvious.

Gu Qianyi froze for a moment, sat at the round table and honestly ate all the stewed fish with papaya in front of him.

She blinked her eyes, looked at Grandpa An and the old housekeeper whose eyes were shining brightly, and couldn't help being stunned: "What's wrong, Grandpa and Uncle Zhang? Are you guys okay?"

Grandpa An coughed a few times, then glanced at the old butler suggestively.

"Master, Master hasn't had dinner yet." The old housekeeper smiled softly at Gu Qianyi.

Gu Qianyi was slightly taken aback, looked at the stewed fish with papaya in front of him and then at the three bowls of stewed fish with papaya in front of An Zihao: "Did grandpa give his share to "Qianyi"?"

An Zihao paused slightly, and slowly put down the bowl in his hand, obviously the three bowls of stewed fish with papaya had bottomed out.

The old butler glanced at the three empty bowls in front of An Zihao and couldn't help but smile at Gu Qianyi: "Master, look at this..."

"Is there any food at home?" Gu Qianyi tilted his head and looked at the old housekeeper.

The old butler waved his hand, and a servant immediately stepped forward and nodded respectfully to Gu Qianyi: "Master, yes."

Grandpa An's face was slightly surprised, "You brat, when did you learn how to cook?"

Gu Qianyi froze for a moment, a trace of panic flashed deep in her eyes.Grandpa an is already suspicious, right?The last time I cooked the noodles was a bit suspicious.

But at that time, both Grandpa An and Uncle Zhang thought that she could cook noodles because they thought I was An Zihao, and Gu Qianyi taught me how to cook noodles.

What about cooking now?Cooking is not something you can learn if you want to, right? !
"I... can't, but "Qianyi" can." Gu Qianyi pointed to An Zihao who was already full.

An Zihao was taken aback for a moment, then he nodded slowly: "An Zihao and I will go to the kitchen to cook."

Grandpa An nodded again and again, with a satisfied expression on his face: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect this old man to be so lucky, haha."

Gu Qianyi nodded slightly, looked at the servant beside him and said softly, "Go and put all the fresh vegetables in the kitchen."

The servant nodded and called a few servants before he went to work.

"Well, young master, I haven't eaten dinner yet." The old housekeeper said to Gu Qianyi with a smile.

Grandpa An rolled his eyes at the old butler beside him and couldn't help snorting coldly, as if the old butler was just competing for favor with him at the moment.

"Shameless old fellow."

The old butler couldn't help laughing when he heard Grandpa An's resentful words: "Thank you for the compliment, Master."

Grandpa An blushed for a while, "You are not ashamed, really."

Gu Qianyi looked at the happy Grandpa An and the old housekeeper who were bickering opposite, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Don't worry, Grandpa and Uncle Zhang are both involved."

Grandpa An snorted coldly, with a proud expression on his face: "Huh, whoever wants to eat your fried dishes, we want to try Qianyi's cooking."

The old housekeeper smiled lightly: "Master, in fact, the master skipped dinner on purpose today."

Gu Qianyi was slightly taken aback, her face full of puzzlement: "Grandpa skipped dinner on purpose? Why?"

Grandpa An coughed a few times, and glanced at the old housekeeper with a slightly threatening look.

(End of this chapter)