Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 213 In the Name of the Father

"Sorry, Nanfeng, I didn't know."

Guan Gu instinctively wanted to bow and apologize to Nan Feng, but Nan Feng firmly held him back.

"This has nothing to do with you, why are you apologizing?"

Guan Gu smiled and scratched his head. He hesitated for a long time before not daring to ask any further questions.

Nanfeng acted as if nothing had happened, and instead asked about Guan Gu.

"Guan Gu, you're such a good Japanese cook, why did you ultimately choose to become a manga artist? Was it because you really love manga?"

"Yes, I've loved comics since I was a child, and my only dream is to become the most famous comic artist in the world."

"I learned Japanese cuisine simply because my father strongly insisted that I inherit the family business and take on the responsibility of carrying forward the cuisine of Guan Gu."

Nanfeng nodded: "My dad and your dad are quite alike in that respect."

Guan Gu said with a strange expression, "But if I remember correctly, your family is supposed to be a family of martial arts practitioners?"

"Yes, so this is not fair at all."

Nanfeng, unusually, became annoyed like a child: "Our family is a martial arts family, but he has always been rebellious since he was a child. He doesn't like learning martial arts and only wants to play the piano."

"My dad and my grandfather have argued countless times over this matter, and my grandfather is so angry that he blows his beard and glares at me."

"But when I was born, my dad treated me the same way the old man treated him, hoping that I would inherit his ideals. What kind of logic is that?"

Nanfeng's humorous words swept away the invisible pressure that Guan Gu had been feeling.

With Nanfeng as a friend who shared his plight, Guangu rarely revealed his true feelings.

In the cramped kitchen, the two of them complained about their domineering and strict father in voices that only they could hear.

Guan Gu sighed, his eyes filled with both admiration and pride, as well as deep helplessness and despair.

"Actually, for a while I did consider listening to his arrangements and honestly inheriting the family business to carry forward the Guan Gu cuisine."

"But my dad is arguably the best cook in the history of our Guan Gu family. I've found that no matter what I do, I can't surpass him."

"Most importantly, no matter what I do, he is never satisfied."

He curled his lip, putting on a disdainful look: "He always tells me: You, Guan Gu Shenqi, what do you know?"

"What makes you think you've mastered the essence of Guan Gu's cooking? What makes you think you can tamper with the recipe and add sugar to the silver cod?!"

"He looked at me as if I were still a little kid, but I was already eighteen years and thirty-two months old at that time."

With his head hanging low, Guan Gu said dejectedly, "At that time, I was really thinking about whether I was his son or...."

"Or rather, it's a tool he uses to realize his own dreams and values." Nanfeng echoed the half-finished sentence Guan Gu hadn't finished saying.

He smiled at Guan Gu: "It seems that strict parents are all alike. My dad is the same way."

Guan Gu asked curiously, "Nanfeng, is your father also a very good pianist?"

Nanfeng pondered for a moment, then said tactfully, "That depends on who you're comparing yourself to."

"What if it's compared to you?" Guan Gu clearly didn't understand Nan Feng's subtlety and euphemism.

"That's garbage." Seeing that tactful approaches were ineffective, Nanfeng simply gave a direct and objective assessment.

Guan Gu was taken aback; he truly hadn't expected Nan Feng to say that.

"My father wasn't exactly a particularly talented person. In the entire piano world, his talent was only considered above average."

"Guan Gu, you should know that the more niche the circle, the more talent is required."

"My father's talent meant that no matter how hard he tried, he could never realize his ideals and ambitions."

"And the people in my family are all arrogant and proud, a reality that my father absolutely cannot accept."

"So when he discovered my musical talent, he was overjoyed."

Nanfeng looked at Guangu: "Have you ever heard of the ancient Chinese poem that goes, 'The south wind knows my heart'?"

Guan Gu nodded and said, "Isn't that your WeChat nickname?"

"That's right."

Nanfeng's smile gradually faded: "Ever since my father discovered my talent and hoped that I would realize his dream, I feel that the name he gave me has taken on another layer of meaning."

"Actually, whether it's an east wind, a south wind, a west wind, or a north wind, it probably doesn't matter to my dad."

"The important thing is that this wind must understand me, think what I think, and love what I love."

Guan Gu was speechless. He felt that he was already very extreme, but Nan Feng seemed to be even more extreme than him.

Nanfeng changed the subject and continued, "If we're just talking about playing techniques, I was actually about the same as him when I was eight years old."

"But he was still not satisfied. He felt that with such talent, I should be number one, without a doubt, without a doubt."

Nanfeng shrugged: "But I wasn't someone who really liked being number one when I was a kid."

"I don't like losing, but I don't care about winning."

Being number one is too tiring, and it's also easy to lose friends.

"Especially to achieve an undisputed, unquestionable number one, that means working even harder."

Guan Gu quipped, "Then your dad should find Yi Fei to be his child. Their personalities would definitely be a perfect match."

You're absolutely right.

Nanfeng turned her head away, looking at Yifei with a displeased expression.

He whispered to Guan Gu, covering his mouth, "When we were little, Yifei was the kind of girl everyone admired."

"My dad always praises Yifei in front of me, saying how hard she works, how diligent she is, and how strong-willed she is."

"Why can't I be more hardworking like Yifei?"

Guan Gu asked curiously, "So what did you say?"

Nanfeng snorted coldly: "He has a bad temper that is inherited by only one son in our family. How could I possibly indulge him?"

That very night, I called Aunt Yuan and told her that my father wanted Yifei to be his daughter, and asked her if she should just divorce Uncle Lu and marry my father instead.

Upon hearing this, Guan Gu burst into laughter, patting Nan Feng on the shoulder and laughing so hard he could hardly breathe: "Why wasn't I as brave as you when I was a kid?"

Nanfeng smiled smugly: "After all, we are a family of martial arts masters, and everyone here is incredibly stubborn."

"And then?"

"later……"

Nanfeng covered her face, not wanting to recall: "Later, that summer, I got a severe beating from Yifei, who accused me of trying to sow discord between her parents."

That was definitely the worst beating Nanfeng had ever received from Yifei; his handsome face was swollen for three whole days.

"Hahahaha..." Guan Gu finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you two talking about, laughing like that?" Hu Yifei poked her head out to look at the two of them.

Guan Gu and Nan Feng exchanged a glance, and then they both burst out laughing.

"This is ridiculous." Yifei looked at the two laughing heartily, completely baffled.

……

Guan Gu and Nan Feng chatted and laughed as they prepared a series of Japanese dishes.

The aroma of eel and chicken bone soup was irresistible, the tofu was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the Japanese-style seafood salad was unique, and the teriyaki cod was absolutely delicious... A whole table was filled with various unique Japanese dishes.

Of course, 99% of this is thanks to Guan Gu.

Nanfeng is less here to help out and more here to chat with Master Guangu and pass the time while he's cooking.

"Sorry to keep you all waiting, dinner is ready!" Guan Gu clapped his hands and called out.

Before Guan Gu could finish speaking, a group of people rushed over.

Yifei, Xiaoxian, and Ziqiao, these carefree guys, didn't even sit down before picking up their bowls and chopsticks and starting to eat.

It seems everyone is indeed starving.

"How was my cooking? Not bad, right?" Guan Gu asked, hands on his hips, feigning modesty.

However, everyone is busy eating right now and has no time to praise Guan Gu.

They could only nod frantically and give Guan Gu a thumbs up.

Guan Gu was smug, but as he watched the group eat faster and faster, he began to panic.

"Depend on!

"Leave some for me too!" Guan Gu quickly sat down and joined the army of dry rice eaters.

Reason told Guan Gu that he had made enough food to fill everyone up and still have leftovers.

Anyone would be worried if they saw these guys looking like they were starving to death, since Guan Gu himself was also very hungry!

Seeing that Nuolan was still a little reserved, Nanfeng picked up a large amount of cod with his chopsticks and put it into Nuolan's bowl.

"When eating with this group of foodies, don't be shy, or there won't be any food left."

"Especially Ziqiao and Yifei, those two can eat like crazy."

If we were to really rank the gluttons in Love Apartment, Yi Fei would be number one, Zi Qiao would be number two, and even Curry Sauce would have to rank behind them.

"Tch..." Ziqiao and Yifei continued eating and drinking without batting an eye.

Nuolan watched as Nanfeng continued to serve her food, and she smiled gently, "Thank you."

"Of course," Nanfeng replied with a smile.

"Yes, Nuolan, you must eat more."

Sitting on the other side of Nuolan, Zeng Xiaoxian quickly served her food and tried to ingratiate himself, since she had come to teach him today.

I can't just leave all the guest-hosting to Nanfeng.

"Hmph..." Yifei and Yumo both snorted softly in unison.

As Yu Mo was pondering this, she saw Nan Feng also pick up a piece of silver cod with his chopsticks.

"Sister-in-law, you should eat more too." Nanfeng smiled at her.

Yu Mo: ……

You might as well not have given me any at all!

Seeing that even Yu Mo, the "sister-in-law," had someone serving her food, while she, the "official girlfriend," didn't, the competitive Yi Fei angrily stomped on Zeng Xiaoxian's foot under the table.

"ah!!!"

Zeng Xiaoxian screamed in pain.

Everyone stopped and looked at him with bewildered expressions.

"Ah, Guan Gu, your Japanese food is so delicious! I love you!"

Zeng Xiaoxian gave Guan Gu a heart gesture with a lewd look on his face.

Everyone: ...

Guan Gu swallowed the tuna noodles in his mouth with difficulty and said to Zeng Xiaoxian with a look of disgust.

"Teacher Zeng, if you're trying to deliberately disgust us and make everyone unable to eat, then you've truly won, your whole family has won!"

Zeng Xiaoxian ignored Guangu and instead fawned over Yifei like a lackey, serving her food.

He had known Yifei for quite some time, and he could guess why this woman had inexplicably stepped on his foot.

"Honey, try this Yangchu tofu. It's just like you—crispy on the outside and tender on the inside," Zeng Xiaoxian said, licking his lips.

"Alas……"

Everyone was immediately disgusted by Zeng Xiaoxian, and Yifei, who was Zeng Xiaoxian's first target, even dropped her chopsticks out of disgust.

"You might as well not have given me any at all!"

Yifei muttered to herself as she bent down to pick up the chopsticks.

As she looked up, she caught a glimpse of a man and a woman rubbing their legs together under the table.

Yifei picked up her chopsticks haphazardly and stood up, staring blankly at Ziqiao and Meijia, who were sitting far apart on the table.

What's going on?

Did they get back together?

How is that possible!

Mingming Ziqiao was flirting with girls yesterday, and Meijia even went so far as to swindle Ziqiao out of a lot of money.

If I want these two to get back together, I might as well hope that Zhanbo will successfully win over Wanyu.

So what exactly happened?

Yifei covered her mouth in astonishment.

Could it be... that secret relationships are also part of this game?!

You guys really know how to have fun!!!

Here it comes!

(End of this chapter)