Tsundere Three Treasures: Daddy, the President, is spoiled

Mr. Gu's face changed slightly, and he said coldly.

"Come here with the key and open the door directly."

Uncle Hui and Hongyue didn't dare. When they were in country F, the young master often locked himself in the house.

They just guarded the door like this, and when he was in a better mood, he would naturally open the door.

So they were all used to it, and now they were all frightened when they saw the old man was about to open the door.

Uncle Hui said: "Old Master, the young master will be upset if you open the door directly."

I've stayed here for a long time, and my anger is almost gone. If I open the door and go in, then this half day will be in vain.

Mr. Gu snorted coldly, "He is my great-grandson, you don't feel bad, I feel bad."

After speaking, he took the key and opened the door himself, so Uncle Hui and the others naturally didn't dare to stop him.

"Let the kitchen bring up the food, and let the young master like it."

The door opened, Mr. Gu pushed it open and walked in. Gu Jieao was sitting on the carpet, drawing with a drawing book.

When he saw the people coming in, he didn't even lift his eyelids, he was seriously drawing.

Old man Gu put on a smiling face, walked to his side step by step, followed him to sit on the carpet, and he stretched out his head to take a look.

When he found that this kid was drawing Bai Lan, his expression changed slightly, but he managed to squeeze out a smile in the end.

"Xiaojie's drawing is really good!"

The old man had heard before that he was talented in painting, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, it was really extraordinary.

This painting is so vivid, it is no different from the photo?Even more vivid than the photo.

Gu Jieao was still concentrating on painting, ignoring the old man.

Seeing him like this, the old man heaved a long sigh. The two, one big and one small, were exactly the same, which made him helpless.

At this time, Hongyue came in with food, and put the cloth on the short table.

She looked at Gu Jieao and said something.

"Young master, let's eat! I have your favorite chicken drumsticks."

Gu Jieao didn't even raise his eyelids, he seemed to be concentrating on painting without being disturbed by external tasks.

Old man Gu stood up, took a deep look at Gu Jieao who was immersed in his own world, and walked towards the door, talking as he walked.

"Let Xiao Jie's psychiatrist come over tomorrow, I have to talk to him."

Uncle Hui replied, "Okay, old man."

Gu Jieao has been a little autistic since he was a child, and he can talk so much this time when he comes back, the old man and the others think he is fine.

But at this time, his situation seemed to be back to before.

When Uncle Hui sent the old man out, he couldn't help but say something. ?

"Old Master, the Young Master seems to like being with that Miss Bai very much. After meeting that Miss Bai last time, the Young Master talked more and even laughed."

This is something that has never happened to him during the six years he has been with Gu Jieao.

He is wholeheartedly for the young master's good, so he feels that the young master can get in touch with that Miss Bai more, so that his situation will get better and better.

At least it's better than seeing a psychiatrist.

Upon hearing this, old man Gu glanced at him coldly.

"Remember, he is not allowed to meet that Miss Bai in the future, do you hear me?"

Uncle Hui was stunned for a moment, he had always been in charge of Gu Jieao, so he was completely unclear about domestic affairs.

Originally, he thought that the old man would definitely support him when he heard that the young master was recovering, but he didn't expect the old man to be so resistant.

He lowered his head slightly, "Okay, old man."

Seeing the back of the old man going away, Uncle Hui also sighed.

He very much hoped that the young master would get better and be able to talk and laugh like he did a while ago.

When he entered the children's room, Hongyue was coaxing Gu Jieao all the time, but Gu Jieao didn't care about anyone at all, and only focused on painting.

Uncle Hui said softly: "Hongyue, stop talking, he can't hear you."

This is the experience they have summed up in the past few years. As long as he is unhappy, he will close himself up and not hear any sounds from the outside world.