But in the end, this feeling became particularly subtle.

They were not wild children who didn't know their origins; they also had fathers.

Jiang Mingyi felt a pang of guilt as his mood shifted several times.

This seems unfair to Gu An'an.

Before the boy could even apologize, he felt someone pat his head. "You guys are sometimes too cautious. Do you have to be so polite to me as family?"

The young man suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Mother?"

"Alright, go get our pot. I bet your dad wants to set up a grill and roast venison."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mingyi's eyes revealed a slight smile. "I understand."

We have a special grill at home. Although we have to be careful when eating it, the taste is much better than grilling it directly over a fire.

When it comes to preparing food, no one is better than Gu An'an.

Jiang Yong'an never expected that he would be disliked.

He thought the bonfire in the yard was for his use, but before he could even speak, a pot was placed on it.

As smooth as a mirror.

The three legs stood there, supporting each other.

It's a very strange design.

Jiang Yong'an was about to ask when he heard the young woman speak, "You're a man with a big appetite, how about this, we'll cut this deer in half, you roast the meat for yourself, and I'll prepare it for the children."

Gu An'an didn't mind Jiang Yong'an visiting the children, but she had no reason to cook for this man.

For some reason, Jiang Yong'an felt rejected after hearing these words.

Is he really that unpopular?