While tidying up the suitcase, Sheng Tang asked Gu Shiting, "Why are you so rude to your sister?"
"She’s annoying."
"She’s just concerned about you." Sheng Tang laughed, "Be a bit patient with her."
Gu Shiting had none.
His patience was reserved solely for Sheng Tang, not willing to offer a single extra bit.
He said, "In the future, soone will pamper her and be very patient with her, don’t worry!"
Sheng Tang: "..."
This statent actually made quite a bit of sense!
At noon, Mrs. Gu took Sheng Tang and Gu Shiting to a very nice private restaurant.
The private restaurant was opened by a renowned chef. The chef lived in a mansion and drove a luxury car, cooking occasionally to make friends and to keep his skills sharp.
It’s hard to get a reservation here.
There was a dish called Wen Si Tofu, and the tofu was actually fine as hair strands.
The knife skills were exceptionally amazing.
Not only were the knife skills impressive, but the tofu soup was also extraordinarily tender and fresh, a delightful treat for the taste buds.
Sheng Tang had tasted all sorts of delicacies in her past life. One bite and she was captivated by the flavor, couldn’t help but praise the chef, "This chef is truly amazing!"
"His ancestors were royal chefs, masters in Huaiyang cuisine." Mrs. Gu smiled, "Our family chef’s specialty, Stir-fried Eel Shreds in Oil, was perfected under his guidance. Later, the chef also taught Ah Ting."
Sheng Tang nodded, "Indeed, the Stir-fried Eel Shreds that my senior makes are exceptionally delicious."
Gu Shiting remained silent, but a slight smile appeared on his face.
He enjoyed hearing Sheng Tang complint him like this.
".... I’d like to learn too." Sheng Tang said.
Mrs. Gu said, "Learn what? Cooking is tiring, leaving it to professional chefs is also a contribution to the economy."
After a pause, this noble lady continued, "If you want to eat ho-cooked food, ask Ah Ting to make it for you! Cooking is exhausting and ssy, such dirty and hard work should be left to the n."
Gu Shiting: "...."
For the first ti, a thought surfaced in his mind: I might not be their biological child.
Sheng Tang couldn’t stop laughing beside him.
After the al, Mrs. Gu had to leave for sothing, reminding them to stay ho and not to quarrel.
Mr. Gu had left earlier in the morning after receiving a phone call.
They were all busy. During the year-end, stealing so ho ti was rare.
Now, only Gu Shiting and Sheng Tang were left at ho.
Sheng Tang was eager about her Sanda practice and asked Gu Shiting, "When is your coach coming?"
"He’ll co the day after tomorrow. You should rest for a few days first." Gu Shiting said, "Get used to it first. By the way, do you still want to tutor you in math?"
Sheng Tang agreed.
In the afternoon, the two of them studied math all afternoon.
Mrs. Gu ca back later, upon hearing that Gu Shiting had tutored Sheng Tang in math all afternoon, she patted her forehead, thinking, "My son, how can he be so clueless?"
Having a girl at ho, and he spends the ti studying with her—can anything be more straight-laced?
Doesn’t he understand a bit of romance?
Mrs. Gu reminisced about how her husband chased her with endless ways, practically drowning her in sweetness, whereas Gu Shiting seed to have inherited none of it.
Of course, Mrs. Gu was unwilling to admit her lack of romance. She thought Gu Shiting might have inherited it from her. She just thought her kid was dumb, likely picked up from sowhere.
"After dinner, co to the attic to find ." Mrs. Gu heard Gu Shiting say this to Sheng Tang.
Sheng Tang was surprised, "What are we doing in the attic at night? Aren’t you afraid?"
"It’s okay, there’s light in the attic. If we turn on the light, it won’t be scary." Gu Shiting said.
Sheng Tang laughed, "So mysterious, what’s the matter?"
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