Gu Lubo needs a wheelchair to eat, and when Mr. Cheng saw him get down, he immediately went to help him.

“No need, you guys go first.” Gu Lubo gestured with his right hand to refuse. “Let Rong get up.”

The resistance was strong, and Mr. Cheng reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Although Gu Lubo is not fat, he is over 1.8 meters tall and his weight is not light, so it was still very difficult for Gu Rongqi to move him into the wheelchair by himself.

Upon reaching the dining table, Ms. Yun looked around and asked, "Xiao Qi, where's your mother? Aren't you coming to eat with us?"

Gu Rongqi explained, "My mother went on a business trip out of town, so she couldn't come."

"Oh, oh!" Ms. Yun looked at Gu Lubo's hand in a cast and said with a smile, "Antique, if there's anything you want to eat that you can't reach, just tell us and we'll get it for you."

"It's alright, Rongqi is here."

"I'm not exaggerating, you've really raised Xiao Qi very well. He's handsome, polite, and especially his filial piety is top-notch," Ms. Yun praised proudly.

"Filial piety? I didn't see that."

Ms. Yun paused for a moment, her lips twitched down slightly, but she quickly smiled again, "Look at the huge meal Xiao Qi made for you, and how diligently he took care of you even when you were sick. His filial piety is truly admirable."

Gu Lubai lowered his eyelids, remaining noncommittal.

Ms. Yun noticed Gu Lubo's coldness towards them, and her voice gradually softened.

Seeing this, Gu Rongqi pointed to the crabs on the plate and said, "Auntie, these crabs are good, you should try them."

"Okay, this crab looks good." Ms. Yun took one out. "By the way, antique, would you like some?"

Before Gu Lubo could speak, Gu Rongqi immediately replied, "No need, Auntie, crabs are considered 'cold' in traditional Chinese medicine, so my dad can't eat them."

Ms. Yun then remembered what Gu Lubo had said earlier. Seeing his slightly gloomy expression, Ms. Yun advised, "Eating one shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"No, thank you. My dad needs to follow the doctor's orders. He still needs to avoid certain foods." Gu Rongqi served Gu Lubo a bowl of meatball soup. "Dad, have some soup."

Seeing that he didn't react, Gu Rongqi casually placed the soup next to Gu Lubai.

If Gu Lubo wanted to eat dishes that were far away from him, he would simply order them from Gu Rongqi.

Gu Rongqi had only taken a few bites when Gu Lubo pointed to another dish further away and asked Gu Rongqi to pick it up.

Such scenes have been quite common these past two days, and seem to have intensified with the arrival of Ms. Yun and her group.

Cheng Qicai looked on with a headache.

Once again, Gu Lubo pointed to what she wanted to eat, quickly finished her meal, and took the serving chopsticks: "Uncle, I'm done eating. Call me if you want anything, and I'll get it for you."

She smiled and used her empty bowl to put the dish that Gulubo had just pointed to into his bowl: "Uncle, do you want to eat this?"

"No need to trouble you, Rongqi is here."

Gu Lubo's attacks were always directed at Gu Rongqi, while he had always ignored Cheng Qicai.

Cheng Qicai knew this, which is why she interrupted. Even though she was annoyed by her, Gu Lubo didn't want to talk to her.

Ms. Yun said with a smile, "It's no trouble at all. We're all family here. Qicai has already finished eating. It's inconvenient for you to reach the dishes that are far away, so it's no big deal to ask her to help."

"There's no reason for the host to trouble the guests; let Rong get up."

Gu Lubo's words redefined the relationship between the two families. Cheng Qicai and the others understood his meaning and looked slightly embarrassed.

“Dad, Qicai is my girlfriend. Your aunt and uncle are not outsiders or guests, they are family.” Gu Rongqi looked at him calmly and emphasized the word “family.”

The implication in his eyes ignited a surge of anger within Guruber.

Gu Rongqi's compliance over the past two days has not quelled his displeasure; in fact, his current protective behavior has only fueled his long-suppressed anger.

He suppressed the rising anger in his heart and looked at everyone without any emotion: "Everyone eats. It's rare for you to come here. Rongqi is my son. I injured my hand and asked him to do some things. It won't tire him out, so there's no need for Qicai."

These words still categorize them as guests. On the surface, they sound polite, but upon closer examination, they seem to be saying, "Gu Rongqi is my son, and you're meddling in my affairs."

Gu Lubo's gaze fell back on Gu Rongqi.

"Auntie, Uncle, please eat." Gu Rongqi smiled at them, his expression reassuring.

He used serving chopsticks to put the dish that Gu Lubo wanted to eat on his plate.

As soon as Gu Rongqi finished speaking, everyone suppressed their complex and incomprehensible emotions and expressions. However, this group excluded Ms. Yun, whose expression was not good. She looked somewhat unhappy, and her lips were about to open, as if she wanted to say something.

Mr. Cheng, who was standing next to her, noticed her expression and gently nudged her elbow. She knew she should hold back, but...

She gripped the chopsticks a little harder.

Cheng Qicai saw it too, and she immediately picked up a shrimp with her chopsticks and gave it to her, "Mom, this shrimp is so tender..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ms. Yun couldn't hold back any longer. She stood up and snapped, "Since you don't welcome us, then we'll leave! Your words are like farting from a coffin, full of sarcastic and insinuating remarks!"

She threw down her chopsticks, stood up angrily, and pulled the chair back forcefully, the chair legs making a screeching sound on the tiles.

Cheng Qicai: "Mom..."

Mr. Cheng: "Beixiu..."

Gu Rongqi: Auntie…

The three of them stood up at the same time. Mr. Cheng and Cheng Qicai tried to pull Ms. Yun back, but Ms. Yun was too angry to care about any of their thoughts.

Ms. Yun pushed their hands away, rushed to the ward to get her bag, and shouted at the two of them, "Let's go! What are we doing here! People will think we came here specifically to beg for his money."

Mr. Cheng and Cheng Qicai exchanged a glance and followed.

After all, Ms. Yun has already said that, so it's not right for them to stay here.

Guruber frowned as he looked at the group of people, as if watching a farce.

He doesn't think the current situation is his fault; he has already given them the utmost respect.