The family of four had enough fun in the park, mainly Song Yiyi who ran and played wildly, and only went to eat when she was hungry.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people in the state-owned restaurant.

The waiters in the store were lazy and seemed to be indifferent to them.

The dishes were served and we were halfway through eating when two people walked into the store.

Song Yiyi was eating her meal. When she looked up and met those narrow and cold eyes, the meat in her mouth no longer tasted good.

Next to Cen Yue was a middle-aged man, whose demeanor made it obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

The attitude of the waiters towards them has changed.

Cen Yue walked straight towards this side.

"Aunt Cai."

He greeted Cai Mengjun.

Cai Mengjun put down her chopsticks and looked at Cen Yue with a gentle gaze: "Ah Yue, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have grown so big."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Cai Mengjun introduced Song Minghui to Cen Yue: "This is my wife, and this is my daughter."

Cen Yue greeted Song Minghui politely.

Gu Chengze didn't say anything for a long time. Song Yiyi felt strange, but didn't think much about it.

"Commander, would you like to sit down and eat with us?"

There were only two of them, and since they knew each other, there was nothing wrong with being polite.

Song Minghui rarely agreed to her suggestion, "Yes, let's eat together. I'll go order a few more dishes."

Cen Yue looked at the man behind him. The man nodded slightly and sat down next to Gu Chengze.

Cen Yue didn't sit down, "Uncle Song, I'll go order the food."

As soon as he left, the atmosphere at the table became a little strange.

Song Yiyi was the youngest here, so she had to stand up to pour water.

The middle-aged man took the cup she handed him, his temperament gentle and his eyes warm. "Thank you, Yiyi, right? We met in a hurry today, so I should give you a gift. When we get back to the courtyard, uncle will pack it and ask Ah Yue to deliver it."

Song Yiyi tried hard to search the original owner's memories in her mind.

It turns out that the original owner didn't recognize the person in front of him.

She could only smile awkwardly and say, "No, no, uncle, you're too polite."

Gu Heng understood immediately as soon as he saw her reaction.

He took a sip of his tea.

The table fell silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

No one picked up their chopsticks, so Song Yiyi could only drink tea.

Cen Yue came over quickly. There was only one seat left at the table next to Song Yiyi, so he walked over and sat down.

Song Yiyi quietly moved her butt to the side of the long bench.

Cen Yue seemed unaware of the unusual behavior of the people at the table and spoke directly, "Uncle Song, this is..."

"dad."

Cen Yue had just started to speak when he was interrupted by Gu Chengze.

Song Minghui looked at Gu Chengze with a confused look on his face: "What's wrong?"

Gu Chengze paused for a second, "Dad, this is my biological father, Gu Heng."

The atmosphere was still for a moment.

Song Yiyi was pouring water, and her hand slipped, and the water almost spilled on Cen Yue's pants.

A hand with distinct joints and a noticeable scar on the palm of the hand stretched out in front of him.

Cen Yue said in a low voice with a smile, in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Revenge me?"

Song Yiyi quickly withdrew her hand.

Gu Heng extended his hand generously towards Song Minghui, saying with a smile: "You, Gu Heng, this kid Chengze has a grudge against me, don't take what he says to heart."

Song Yiyi put down the kettle and looked at Gu Chengze.

No wonder she felt a sense of familiarity when the middle-aged man came in.

Looking closely, Gu Chengze looks very similar to Gu Heng, especially his gentle and jade-like temperament.

But at this moment, her elder brother's expression was not at all good-looking.