1743: C1743 He Is the Boss

C1743 He Is the Boss

Yan Yan and Huo Niannian chatted for a while longer before the topic suddenly shifted to Zhou Haoqin.

Yan Yan complained to Huo Niannian, "Zhou Haoqin has been too busy these few days. He leaves early and returns late every day. If I didn't get up in the middle of the night, I wouldn't have known that he is back."

Huo Niannian did not know how to explain to Yan Yan. Could it be that she wanted to say that Zhou Haoqin was so busy because Gu Tingshen was lazy?

Huo Niannian refused. If she said that, Yan Yan would probably cry.

So Huo Niannian touched the tip of her nose and comforted her a little. She did not mention anything about Gu Tingshen and quickly changed the topic. Luckily Yan Yan did not notice it and quickly diverted her attention.

Huo Niannian let out a sigh of relief. It was at this time that Gu Tingshen finished preparing the food. Niannian immediately said goodbye to Yan and wanted to eat.

Gu Tingshen looked at her guilty look and raised his eyebrows. He asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yan Yan just told me that Assistant Zhou has been very busy these few days. I can't tell her that Director Gu is lazy, right?"

Gu Tingshen smiled lightly. He reached out and rubbed her head. "Why are you so stupid?"

Huo Niannian unhappily took his hand away and frowned. She had put in so much effort to help him cover it, but he actually disliked her?!

Gu Tingshen lowered his head and pinched her fuming cheeks. "Don't forget, I'm the boss."

He was the boss, so how could others say that he was lazy?

It seemed like... that was the case.

Huo Niannian's face turned red again. Why didn't she think of this?

Gu Tingshen was in a good mood and did not continue to provoke her. He pulled her hand and sat at the dining table. "Prepare to eat, my Madam."

Finished, what should she do if her face became even redder?

Gu Tingshen carried Nianxi over again and placed her beside Huo Niannian. Little Nianxi was now at the age where she was curious about the outside world. When she saw her mother blushing, she asked, "Mommy, why is your face as red as an apple?"

Heavens.

Huo Niannian covered her face with both hands and did not know how to answer her daughter's question.

Nian Ci's big eyes were filled with doubt.

Gu Tingshen's low and hoarse laughter reached Huo Niannian's ears, and she did not dare to take her hand away from them.

"Because Mom is very happy right now, that's why she blushed."

Gu Tingshen pinched his daughter's baby fat. It was soft and as cute as his little wife.

Nian Ci nodded thoughtfully.

Phew.

Huo Niannian let out a long sigh of relief. Her face was finally not that hot anymore.

The dishes that Gu Tingshen cooked today were all things Huo Niannian and NianCi liked to eat. His craftsmanship improved very quickly and was now comparable to Aunt Liu.

For example, the braised chicken wings in front of Huo Niannian. The color was golden and alluring, and the meat was fresh and delicious. It made people want to eat it.

This dinner was specially prepared by Gu Tingshen. Huo Niannian and NianCi also ate very happily.

The only thing that made people unhappy was the phone call from Old Mansion.

"You guys eat first."0

Gu Tingshen went upstairs to the study.

The call was from the butler. When he called, it was Gu Zifan who answered.

"Big brother, big uncle wants you to come back now."

Gu Tingshen's tenderness was replaced by coldness. A dangerous smile slowly appeared on his lips. His voice was faint, but no one dared to speak.

"I'm not free."

Gu Changqing had called him back. It was obvious that he was begging for mercy for Du Ruoqing.

Gu Changqing had good face, he wouldn't let his family's ugly face be known to the public. However, Gu Tingshen would not compromise this time. He had already let Du Ruoqing go many times, but she still did not repent. She had actually caused this accident. How could he let her go so easily?

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then Gu Zifan's voice sounded again.

"Uncle told you to come over immediately."

"I'm not free."

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