Mommy, the wealthy daddy has come to propose again.

"It's alright, let's just continue eating. It's a rare occasion for you to be a guest at the manor, so we must eat and drink well!"

This action of Mr. Gong made Cheng Xiang deeply feel that she was not welcomed. It seemed that no one in this family liked her very much...

Bai Ning picked up a piece of braised beef for Gong Qilin: "Grandpa, eat more beef. I remember you like this flavor very much."

"Ningning is so sensible that she even remembers what grandpa likes to eat!"

Gong Qilin spoke to Bai Ning with a gentle expression, and every word he said revealed his love for his granddaughter.

Cheng Xiang saw this and was extremely jealous. She held the chopsticks even tighter, bit her lower lip and moved the rice grains in the bowl, and had no appetite to eat anymore.

I clearly picked up some food for the old man, so why did he only favor Bai Ning and put the fish that I picked up for him on the table?

Isn't this blatant injustice?

"Ah Xiang, I told you in advance that grandpa is allergic to fish and can't eat it. How come you forgot?"

Gong Yu's voice came from above his head, and it seemed to be mixed with a hint of anger.

Before deciding to bring his girlfriend to meet his parents, he made a detailed plan overnight and made a list of his family's favorite and taboo foods, for fear that something might go wrong and ruin the marriage. Unexpectedly, the plan that was originally going on as scheduled was ruined by Cheng Xiang.

"Grandpa's favorite dish is braised beef in soy sauce. I asked you to serve him some food to make a good impression, not to ruin his impression."

He lowered his voice and spoke close to Cheng Xiang's ear, but he could not hide the anger in his tone.

Cheng Xiang had never been treated so harshly by Gong Yu before. She was stunned for a few seconds and her eyes turned red with grievance.

"I understand. I'm sorry..."

There was a hint of crying in her voice. She just buried her head and pretended to eat. Her tears fell into the bowl, tasted salty and bitter.

In front of everyone, Gong Yu did not have the patience to coax her, but instead added more dishes to Gong Qilin out of filial piety. The grandfather and grandson chatted and laughed happily, which made the old man in a good mood and laugh from time to time.

Cheng Xiang felt like an extra outsider at the table. She suppressed her inferiority complex and ended the meal. She no longer remembered what she had eaten afterwards. She only knew that those delicacies tasted like wax in her mouth and were not as delicious as she had imagined.

After seeing off all the relatives, Cheng Xiang realized that Mr. Gong had not announced her identity to the family, which meant that he did not recognize her as his granddaughter-in-law!

"Ayu, grandpa seems very dissatisfied with me, what should I do?"

Cheng Xiang was so anxious that she almost cried, she knew that she was not worthy of Gong Yu due to her humble status, and wanted to try her luck by pleasing the old man, but she made a huge mistake by mistake, and everything was ruined!

Gong Yu was much calmer than her and said in a deep voice: "Don't cry, crying is useless. You just listen to me and act according to circumstances. Don't make any more mistakes!"

At this moment, Gong Qilin was taking Bai Ning to visit the antiques collected in the attic. Each piece was a treasure, and some were even historical treasures left over from thousands of years ago. They were all purchased by the old man at major auctions at high prices.

"Grandpa, it seems that you really like collecting glittering treasures!"

Bai Ning took Gong Qilin's arm as they walked around the attic, smiling sweetly, "This is a room full of antiques, more than what those senior collectors have. Grandpa, you are really low-key!"

Thousands of antiques are neatly arranged in the attic, occupying a small half of the collection world, exuding an antique flavor that is a thousand years ago.

"Hahaha, Ningning is joking. Grandpa is indeed an old antique. He doesn't have any hobbies. He just likes to collect antiques. But I'm not the one with the largest collection. There is another person who has hundreds more antiques than I do."

Gong Qilin stroked his snow-white beard and stretched out his hand to gently rub the white jade bottle on the shelf with his fingertips. The bottle was crystal clear and translucent, and its quality was extraordinary at first glance. The key was that it was preserved very well without a single flaw.