Gao Han and Gao Yue were huddled together, whispering to each other: "These past few days, I've had people search almost the entire Lanyuan Town. In the last few decades, apart from our grandmother, there's only been one other person named Xing Zhaozhao in the entire Lanyuan Town."
Gao Yue looked surprised and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Xing Zhaozhao, who was sitting next to Gao Mingcheng.
Xing Zhaozhao noticed Gao Yue's gaze and looked over as well.
Their eyes met, and they both smiled politely at the same time, their smiles were extremely similar, even the curve of their lips was exactly the same.
Gao Yue herself didn't realize it, but her husband Xia Chen, sitting next to her, saw everything and raised an eyebrow with interest.
Looking away, Gao Yue leaned closer to Gao Han and whispered, "Really? Are you sure you've searched everywhere?"
Gao Han pushed up his glasses, looked at Gao Yue with displeasure, and said, "You can doubt my abilities, but you can't question the wealth of the Gao family."
Gao Yue paused for a moment, then sincerely apologized to him: "I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong."
Gao Yue couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Gao Mingcheng, who was smiling and talking to Xing Zhaozhao.
The usually serious grandfather started smiling more and more after meeting that woman, making her feel a little unfamiliar with him.
"If you can find out, there's no way Grandpa can't find out. How can he be so at ease letting this woman of unknown origin follow him around?" Gao Yue didn't understand.
"He's probably getting senile. After all, he's getting on in years, and he probably doesn't even realize it himself," Gao Han said after thinking for a moment. This was the only reason he could think of right now.
"Is it possible that Grandpa deliberately covered up that woman's traces, which is why you couldn't find out?" Gao Yue suddenly thought and asked.
Gao Han paused: "It doesn't seem impossible..."
"But why? Is there something she's hiding that requires such a grand gesture from Grandpa?" Gao Han asked Gao Yue, puzzled.
Gao Yue also looked puzzled.
"Xiao Han?" Gao Mingcheng suddenly called out from the side.
Gao Han was still lost in his own thoughts and didn't hear it.
Gao Yue gave him a push: "Brother, Grandpa is calling you."
Gao Han then came to his senses and quickly turned to look at Gao Mingcheng, asking, "What is it, Grandpa?"
"Where is your wife?" Gao Mingcheng asked.
Gao Han glanced at his watch: "They're probably still busy. They'll be here soon."
"And your parents, why are they still nowhere to be seen at this hour?" Gao Mingcheng continued to ask.
Gao Han was unaware of this matter and was just about to make a call to ask when the door to the private room opened, and Gao Hongfei and Ying Rongrong walked in hand in hand.
"I'm sorry, Dad, there was traffic on the way, I'm late," Gao Hongfei apologized to Gao Mingcheng.
"Okay." Gao Mingcheng responded, then said nothing more. "Hurry up and sit down, we're all hungry."
When most of the people had arrived, the old man gave the order, and the people who had been scattered in the private room found their own seats. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, they all deliberately avoided the seat next to Xing Zhaozhao.
Although they all understood the old man's intention in suddenly calling the whole family out for dinner, they were still wary of Xing Zhaozhao, this young woman who had suddenly entered their home.
Only Gao Lianzhou, looking awkward, sat down directly in the seat next to Xing Zhaozhao.
Xia Fanxing originally wanted to sit there too, but Xia Xiaoyue pulled her away.
Xing Zhaozhao felt a warmth in her heart as she watched Gao Lianzhou sit down despite her apparent resistance. She smiled and asked, "Are you here to keep me company? Thank you."
Gao Lianzhou sternly snorted, "Don't flatter yourself. I just thought there were plenty of empty seats here, so it's comfortable for one person to sit alone without feeling crowded."
Gao Yang sat down in the empty seat on the other side of him: "It's crowded now, how about we switch?"
Gao Lianzhou: "..." This uncle is too wicked.
Changing it is absolutely out of the question; I would never change it, not even if you killed me.
Gao Lianzhou's buttocks seemed nailed to the chair, and she didn't move an inch.
The food is served.
Xing Zhaozhao placed a large chicken leg on his plate: "No matter what, I still want to thank you."
Gao Lianzhou's eyes lit up, she swallowed hard, but held back and didn't start eating right away.
He looked at Xing Zhaozhao seriously and said, "Before I take your sweet talk, there's something I need to make clear to you. No matter what your relationship is with my great-grandfather, I will never call you great-grandmother. I will only ever have one great-grandmother, even though I've never met her."
After hearing what Gao Lianzhou said, everyone at the table couldn't help but glance at him.
What surprised them even more was that not only Gao Mingcheng, but even Xing Zhaozhao looked at Gao Lianzhou with a gratified expression, though they didn't know what she was gratified about.
Xing Zhaozhao smiled and put another big chicken leg on his plate as well: "It's okay, you can call me whatever you want, I don't care." Anyway, no matter what he calls her, it won't change the fact that she is his great-grandmother.
Gao Mingcheng looked at the two large chicken legs in Gao Lianzhou's bowl with a bit of envy, wanting to eat the large chicken leg that Zhaozhao had put on his plate.
He pushed his bowl toward Xing Zhaozhao, saying, "I want to eat too."
Xing Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow. "Why are you getting involved?"
Everyone else looked at Gao Mingcheng with utter astonishment. Was this really their patriarch?
Xing Zhaozhao called the waiter over directly: "Hello, give me ten more large chicken drumsticks."
One for each person, that's enough, right? There's absolutely no favoritism. These days, who cares about two big chicken legs?
Ling Shuang rushed over after finishing her work. Just as she reached the door of the private room, she saw the waiter carrying a plate of neatly arranged chicken legs.
She frowned and stopped the person: "Wait a moment."
The waiter stopped immediately upon seeing Ling Shuang: "President Ling."
"When did our hotel start serving this dish? I didn't know that," Ling Shuang asked.
"It was requested by the customer," the waiter said.
Ling Shuang was stunned. Their hotel actually had such unassuming guests?
However, since it was requested by the customer, there's really nothing to say; the customer is always right.
“Then go ahead,” Ling Shuang said.
"Yes," the waiter replied, then turned and pushed open the door to the private room next door.
Ling Shuang: "..." It was actually her family member. Could it be her precious son who could do something like this?
Ling Shuang's lips twitched slightly before she entered the private room.
Gao Lianzhou, with her sharp eyes, spotted Ling Shuang first: "Mom, you're here."
Ling Shuang immediately noticed the two large chicken drumsticks in her son's bowl, and her lips twitched involuntarily. She knew it was related to him.
Gao Han turned to look at Ling Shuang, his gaze softening: "You're here."
Ling Shuang smiled and nodded, "Mm."
After saying that, she greeted the others, then looked apologetically at Gao Mingcheng and said, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I'm late. The hotel is hosting two business banquets today and we're too busy to handle them all."
"It's alright, work is important, don't overwork yourself," Gao Mingcheng said dismissively.
Gao Mingcheng has always been very satisfied with his granddaughter-in-law, Ling Shuang. She comes from humble beginnings, has excellent work skills, and is the kind of person he admires most.
"Zhaozhao, this is Xiaohan's wife, Ling Shuang," Gao Mingcheng introduced to Xing Zhaozhao.
Xing Zhaozhao had met Ling Shuang once before at the hospital, so she was not unfamiliar with her.
She smiled and nodded at Ling Shuang, saying, "Hello."
Ling Shuang naturally knew about Xing Zhaozhao's situation, and politely returned a smile, saying, "Hello."
After saying that, Ling Shuang sat down next to Gao Han. She looked up and saw Gao Lianzhou, who was gnawing on a chicken leg. Her expression was serious. She said, "Gao Lianzhou, was that plate of chicken legs something you did again? You can't even behave yourself while eating with your great-grandfather. Be careful, or I'll beat you up when we get back."
Gao Lianzhou was dumbfounded. The pot had fallen from the sky.
Xing Zhaozhao: "..." Should she continue to play dead, or continue to play dead?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com