What was said?
Gu Lingling, far away in Qin City, felt very wronged. When had she been sold out by this little girl Liu Yaxin?
Yang Yunhai paused while picking up food, and looked at Liu Yaxin.
Gu Lingling knows?
Everythingâs been said to her?
"Xinxin, what are you talking about?" Zheng Xiangjun suddenly remembered that her grandson had told her while in the hospital that the pickled vegetables were made by the girl he liked.
And the girl he liked was none other than the âSister Linglingâ that Liu Yaxin was talking about, right?
Zheng Xiangjun looked at Yang Yunhai again and found him looking surprised at Liu Yaxin, so she continued to ask, "What do you mean by you and Sister Lingling have talked about it? What did you say?"
"It was when Sister Lingling was cooking at home, I said I wanted to marry Sister Lingling, but Brother Ziqiao said I couldnât marry her because Iâm a girl." Liu Yaxin said in her cute way, "So I said let Brother Yunhai marry Sister Lingling."
"So in the future when I want to eat good food, I donât have to go far."
The little girl slyly smiled as she finished, Brother Yunhai was like family to them. If Brother Yunhai married Sister Lingling, then whenever Sister Lingling cooked, she could eat it all.
Yang Yunhai went back to eating as if the peculiar incident just now hadnât involved him at all.
But in fact, it was already noticed by Yang Aiguo nearby and always attentive Zheng Xiangjun.
Yang Aiguo had been a leader for many years, it wasnât for nothing. Although he and his wife rarely managed Yang Yunhaiâs matters, he considered that he understood his son quite well.
With his cold demeanor that seemed impervious to women, to be caught off guard by a remark from Liu Yaxin, this was the first time Yang Aiguo had seen this happen.
It showed that Gu Lingling was quite special to his son.
And Zheng Xiangjun felt somewhat excited. Just hearing Liu Yaxin talk about it, she liked this girl called Gu Lingling, and now she was her grandsonâs chosen one, which was even better.
But isnât she the same age as Liu Yating? The age is a bit young.
No matter, as long as the grandson likes her, being a bit young doesnât matter.
Gu Lingling didnât know, before she even arrived, sheâd left an indelible good impression in Yang Yunhaiâs familyâs hearts.
"Really?" Wang Shuyun said happily while eating, "Yunhai, hurry up then, bring her home to marry her quickly."
She only found Wang Shuxiaâs dishes delicious today; if the master cooked, wouldnât it make her tongue fall off?
Ah, canât wait, want to bring this wife home quickly.
Yang Yunhai was full of dark lines.
So marrying a wife, is solely to cook for this family?
Suddenly didnât want to pay any attention to these people.
When he marries the little girl, he wonât let her into the kitchen again, so she doesnât tire his little wife.
"Listen to what youâre saying?" Zheng Xiangjun glared at Wang Shuyun in mock reproach, "So my granddaughter-in-law marries just to cook for you?"
"I was just saying, hehe, itâs just too delicious." Wang Shuyun looked at her son, seeing he wasnât angry, she relaxed and continued eating.
"Mom, can I get some of this pickled vegetable later?" Wang Shuyun said.
"Wishful thinking." Wang Fangyi directly refused before Zheng Xiangjun could speak, "These are ours, none of you should think of taking them from us."
"I can pickle it too, next time Iâll make some for you." Wang Shuxia said.
"Your pickling isnât as good as the little girlâs." Wang Fangyi unhesitatingly shot down his niece.
Wang Shuxia, "..."
A thousand points of damage, huh?