Chapter 563 Still angry with Gu Feng. The dishes on the table were only half cleared away. There were a few bones left in the plate of fish, and a ring of light yellow oil clung to the rim of the tomato and egg soup bowl.
The doorbell rang suddenly. Gu Ximan was rubbing her stomach as she moved toward the kitchen when she heard the noise and stopped abruptly. Her first thought was: Could it be Yang Huihui and Lin Han?
No way, really?
Will we end up with two more shameless people?
Thinking of this, she dragged her pink bunny slippers, the soles making a rapid "tap tap tap" sound on the smooth tile floor, and ran all the way to the entrance.
Her fingers had just touched the doorknob when she stopped—she first peered through the peephole, and upon seeing who it was, her face instantly fell. She rolled her eyes at the peephole, turned around angrily, and slammed her back against the door, her cheeks puffed out so much they could fit two quail eggs in them.
Standing outside the door was Gu Feng, not the two "uninvited guests".
Well, he can be considered a semi-uninvited guest.
Gu Ximan's anger hadn't subsided. She still remembered the time Gu Feng hit Gu Luo, and it still pained her to think about it now.
He wanted to turn back to the living room, too lazy to even open the door, but after a few seconds of hesitation, he reluctantly turned back, turned the doorknob, and opened the door with a "click".
The door had barely opened a crack when she turned and walked away as if nothing had happened. Her pink slippers made a "rustling" sound as she dragged them on the floor. She didn't even glance at the person outside the door, but went straight to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and stared at the fruit plate on the coffee table with her head turned to the side, her lips pouting so much they could hold an oil bottle.
Gu Feng was wearing a dark gray casual suit with his tie loosely hanging around his neck, clearly having just come from the company.
He walked in with a smile, and deliberately closed the door quietly. When he saw his youngest daughter with the back of her head facing him, he was both amused and exasperated.
He raised his hand and waved the brown paper bag in his hand, which had the dessert shop's logo printed on it. The bag made a "whoosh" sound as it was shaken: "Xiaoman, look what Daddy brought you? Your favorite matcha cake and strawberry mochi, I just bought them from the shop."
Gu Ximan on the sofa shifted her shoulders and perked up her ears, but her face remained expressionless. She didn't even turn her head, only letting out a "humph" through her nose as a response, clearly showing that she wasn't giving her a friendly look.
Gu Feng had anticipated this, and his smile became even more ingratiating. He walked to the sofa and pushed the bag of snacks towards her.
"Dad was wrong last time. He shouldn't have hit Xiao Luo. Dad has already apologized to him. Xiao Man, don't be angry. It will make Dad worry if you get sick."
He tried to reason with her several times, saying things like, "Daddy was wrong," "It won't happen again," and "Daddy will buy whatever Xiaoman wants to eat," but Gu Ximan just ignored him.
Having no other choice, Gu Feng thought he should put the desserts away first. Then he saw Shen Qingling standing at the entrance of the kitchen. He was slightly taken aback and nodded to Shen Qingling.
Shen Qingling had already stood up, her hands gently folded in front of her, her posture polite and proper: "Hello, Uncle."
"Hello, welcome to my home."
Gu Feng smiled and responded, walking towards the kitchen without stopping. He saw Gu Luo washing dishes by the sink. Just as he was about to speak, he sighed inwardly: This kid is like Daji reincarnated. He's never short of pretty girls around him. First, there were the Luo sisters fighting over him, and now there's another one. It's really a headache.
He placed the snack bag on the kitchen counter, leaned closer to Gu Luo, and asked in a low voice, "Why is Qing Ling home? Where does she live now?"
Gu Luo paused, holding the dishcloth in his hand, and said helplessly, "...Yeah, just like before, we live upstairs."
The foam in the sink overflowed his wrists, and the rushing water washed over the dishes, drowning out Gu Feng's helplessness with the sound of the water.
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