The grandmother of the Gao family, Song Guimei, just smiled and said nothing. If she had not brought her child with her when she married Gao Zhan, how could the Gao family have only this one child? !
Everyone said that she was blessed, but little did they know that this only child was not Gao Zhan's. In their decades of love, Gao Zhan had never touched her and only gave her the dignity and respect as a member of the Song family. This was all for her sister's face, to preserve the Song family, and for a promise.
This wait meant that the other party was lonely for decades.
…
Su Niannian originally thought that Mr. Gao was a cold-hearted person, but who knew that he would send someone to send her hawthorns. She didn't touch them, but Gao Shanyue swallowed five or six of them whole.
"Let's eat it. The old man likes this dish recently. Today the sun is rising from the west, so he is willing to give us a plate."
Su Niannian picked up one and tasted it. Before she knew it, it was evening while she and Gao Shanyue were chatting. Su Niannian had already checked in at the guesthouse. Seeing this, she said goodbye to Gao Shanyue and prepared to leave. By the way, she informed the other party of the date when the Su family would come to the imperial capital. If convenient, she hoped to let Wang Guifen and the little guy meet before they came.
As soon as Su Niannian stepped out of the door, she received a message from Mr. Gao asking for dinner. The two of them stared at each other, and finally, it was Gao Shanyue who spoke: "Then stay and have dinner with me, and treat everyone else as cabbage!"
"..."
At that time, Su Niannian didn't know what these other people meant until she saw nearly a dozen people of old and young sitting at the long wooden table. She almost felt dizzy. Sitting in the middle was Gao Wan. Their eyes met, and there were sparks between them.
Gao Wan didn't even care that the old man had already sat down, and said sarcastically: "An outsider can actually sit at our Gao family's table, aren't you afraid of damaging our blessings?"
"She is younger than you, so if anyone is going to lose their fortune, you will be the first one to suffer." Gao Shanyue pulled Su Niannian to sit down with an arrogant attitude.
"Grandpa, look at Shan Yue's elbow, it's bent outward..."
Before Gao Wan finished her words, the old man slammed his chopsticks on the table. He glanced at his nosy granddaughter and said in a tone that was indistinguishable from his emotions: "Everyone who comes is a guest. What? It's your turn to be the master of this family?! I'm the one who left this person here. If you have any other opinions, say them all at once and don't disturb my mood for dinner."
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the old man was angry.
Gao Wan was instantly silent: "No."
"If you don't want to eat, go back to your room."
Gao Wan pushed the bench away with a "sizzle", glared at Su Niannian hatefully, then turned and left. It was obvious that the old man had a very high prestige in the Gao family, and everyone, young or old, had to obey him. It was strange that the old lady was not at the table. During the meal, the Gao family's dining table was filled with a strange silence. For a moment, only the sound of chewing could be heard.
Su Niannian followed the local customs and ate quietly.
Out of habit, she reached out her chopsticks to the dish of pork with preserved vegetables, once, twice, three times...
Until the old man's eyes fell on her chopsticks, he asked for the first time: "Do you like to eat preserved vegetable and pork?"
In an instant, countless pairs of eyes looked at Su Niannian.
Gao Shanyue frowned and came to his friend's rescue: "If it tastes good, just eat more. Is that a problem?"
Old Master Gao waited patiently for Su Niannian's answer, with a glimmer of hope hidden in his eyes. When Gao Shanyue returned with the bracelet, he claimed that the family was completely dead. It was strange that he really couldn't find any clues about the man. Everything was like a dream. Perhaps, the old man was no longer there, and only the things were left behind.
Looking at Su Niannian now, he really felt that things had changed, as if the young Song Guifen was standing in front of him...
"I like it." The other party said with a smile.
The next second,
Gao Shanyue's chopsticks fell on the table because she saw the old man smile. The others were not much better than her. Gao Le choked and coughed until his face turned red. After a while, perhaps realizing his own loss of composure, Old Man Gao frowned and pretended to be dignified: "Mrs. Li's braised pork with preserved vegetables is always delicious, better than the state-owned restaurants."
"But I've eaten better ones. The preserved vegetable braised pork made by Nian Nian's grandmother is absolutely amazing. This is nothing compared to that!" Gao Shanyue was afraid of being embarrassed by the old man, so he simply took the initiative.
Sure enough, the other party's attention was diverted, and for a moment, he began to care about other ways of cooking pork with preserved vegetables.
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This was not the first time, nor the last time, that Gao Wan was inexplicably kicked out of the dinner table by the old man. What made Gao Wan angry was that this time it happened in front of Su Niannian. She lost all her face and dignity!
Even if she was able to call the shots outside, what did it matter? When she came home, she was still bullied by the old man and Gao Shanyue. The more Gao Wan thought about it, the more her heart ached. So when her mother came in with the food, Gao Wan, who was so angry, raised her hand and threw the bowl.
The sudden sound of breaking scared Gu Yumei so much that she looked around. Then she pinched her daughter hard, "You are courting death! Your grandfather hasn't taken a nap yet. If he hears you destroying things, you will be punished!"
Gao Wan felt pain and said with red eyes: "I am his biological granddaughter! He actually favors an outsider!"
"Because he is a good friend of Shanyue. You know, the old man has always valued Shanyue..."
"Anyone can see that my grandfather has been treating me worse and worse during this period. The art troupe has gradually fallen into the hands of Gao Shanyue. She was in confinement some time ago, so I barely got a share of the pie, but the troupe leader was inexplicably replaced and took away a lot of resources. If this continues, where will Gao Wan stay? No! I must find a way!"
Seeing her mother packing up, Gao Wan couldn't help but frown. She didn't want to be a decent woman who took care of her husband and children in the future. She wanted to fight for it. She wanted everything in the Gao family. A dark color flashed in her eyes. Gao Wan suddenly whispered, "Mom, didn't you play cards with Aunt Gao twice? What did she say?"
"What else can I say? The Jin family has been in trouble recently, so she returned to Heilongjiang Province early to help Jin Chuan solve the mess."
It is said that a phoenix in distress is no better than a chicken. Jin Chuan has fallen flat on his face this time and made a lot of jokes. Moreover, due to Jin Lou's resurrection, the army is not completely idle. Many people are watching the Jin family, and any misstep could lead to disaster.
Gao Wan raised her eyebrows and simply took the pen. A quarter of an hour later, she stuffed the letter into an envelope and handed it to Gu Yumei: "Send the letter over to ask Jin Chuan if he wants to come to the capital. If he is willing to marry me, I, Gao Wan, am willing to use my connections to help him solve all the problems."
With strong alliance, all problems will be solved.
Gu Yumei's greatest strength is obedience. She hurried out of the door after receiving her daughter's instructions. Gao Wan suddenly realized that she was hungry, so she walked out and saw Gao Shanyue seeing Su Niannian off. She couldn't help but sneered, "A member of the mere third team is worthy of you doing this?"
Gao Shanyue said without even turning his head: "Haven't you heard the saying that gold will always shine? Oh, I forgot that you are different. You are a blockhead."
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