The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

What would she do to Huo Yan?

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Gu Weimian went downstairs with a sleepy look on his face.

Seeing my younger brother sitting upright and elegant in front of the table, I raised my hand and brushed his hair.

"Why didn't you eat?"

The meal in front of Ning Quruo was intact and untouched at first glance.

He pursed his lips and tilted his head slightly,

"Their chef's cooking is not delicious."

Gu Weimian naturally sat down on the chair next to Ning Quruo. Hearing this, he took a careful look at the food on Ning Quruo's plate.

An exquisite shrimp dumpling, a rice roll, and abalone porridge.

"Don't you like Cantonese food?"

Hearing this, Ning Quruo immediately shook his head.

“I like Cantonese stuff.

He knew that Gu Weimian's favorite cuisine was Cantonese cuisine.

How could you say you don't like it.

"I just feel that their cooks are not good enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Weimian took the shrimp dumplings on the plate in front of him.

She stuffed it into her mouth.

The moment he took it into his mouth, Gu Weimian narrowed his eyes happily.

After eating the whole shrimp dumpling, Gu Weimian spoke,

"It's delicious. Is it made by the master chef at Fumanlou? The craftsmanship seems to have improved again."

The master chef's hearty laughter sounded from the direction of the kitchen.

"It's me! It's me.

He wiped his hands with a towel and walked out of the kitchen.

"It's hard for Miss Gu to still remember me."

Gu Weimian looked at the honest-looking middle-aged man in front of her, pursed her lips and smiled.

"Master, it must be very hard to get here from Mingzhu City."

Gu Weimian, who had never felt a sense of belonging since he was a child, naturally felt very good when he encountered this familiar smell and familiar people.

"I'm not originally from Mingzhu City, but the salary Mr. Huo gives me is quite high. It's enough for our family to settle down here."

He touched the back of his head and smiled innocently,

"Besides, without your support, staying in Mingzhu City is meaningless."

A cook would be extremely happy to have such a die-hard fan like Gu Weimian in his life.

After all, humans are forgetful creatures.

Some gourmets sometimes praise his food.

But if food more suitable to their appetite appears, he will definitely be abandoned without mercy.

Only Gu Weimian.

There is affection between the cook and the diner.

He looked after Gu Weimian as if he were looking after his own descendants.

"I made another scallop porridge for you. It contains a lot of good ingredients to nourish the body. You are just too weak."

He was not good at words. As he spoke, he turned around and returned to the kitchen to serve Gu Weimian porridge.

He is not a doctor and does not understand the disease.

In his opinion, Gu Weimian was always hospitalized, which was obviously because he couldn't eat well.

The adults in the family are unreliable.

There is no one to take care of her diet.

How much do you know about the little girl’s family?

Maybe there will be no meal at all times.

People are like iron rice and steel.

Will taking medicine and injections help me eat well?

He carefully brought the porridge up.

Moved Ning Quruo's dinner plate to the side.

The master's entire body was standing between Ning Quruo and Gu Weimian.

He blocked Ning Quruo tightly.

He carefully prepared the tableware for Gu Weimian.

Gu Weimian picked up the spoon and immediately took a mouthful and put it into his mouth.

"Oh, be careful, you may burn your mouth!" The master fanned her anxiously with his hands, while he hurriedly checked to see if Weimian had been burned.