Luo Shimiao sat at the main table, her bowl piled high with food, and she kept eating.
Su Jingwen picked up another chicken leg and put it in Luo Shimiao's bowl: "Miaomiao, you're too thin, eat more."
"Thank you, Auntie." When no one was looking, Luo Shimiao quickly put the chicken leg into Gu Nian's bowl and mouthed, "Please help me."
A smile appeared in Gu Nian's eyes.
After the meal, in the lounge area, Luo Shimiao held a wooden box in both hands: "Grandpa Gu, this is a congratulatory gift for you. I came in a hurry and didn't prepare it properly, I hope you like it."
Gu Ming looked at Luo Shimiao with a kind expression: "It's good that you came. Why bring any gifts? Your grandfather came empty-handed."
Ye Lin glanced at his old friend: "Give me back the Golden Melon Tribute Tea."
"What golden melon? I don't know. Is it as delicious as a watermelon?" Gu Ming pretended to be ignorant.
Ye Lin: "Do you still want the gift? My granddaughter's hands are tired from holding it, don't give it to me."
Gu Ming was afraid Ye Lin would snatch it away, so he quickly took it and hugged it to his arms: "It's mine now, and no one can take it away from me."
Gu Nian said from the side, "Grandpa, open it and take a look. I guarantee you'll like it."
"Oh?" Gu Ming became interested. He liked collecting paintings, and when he saw the wooden box, he knew that it contained paintings.
He placed the box on the tea table, picked up the painting, and slowly unfolded it. With each inch he opened, the excitement in his eyes deepened.
Gu Ming's hands trembled slightly, and his voice trembled as he said, "This is the 'Exploring the Hidden Clouds and Mountains' painting."
Luo Shimiao smiled slightly: "Yes, does Grandpa Gu like it?"
"I like it, I like it, I like it."
The old man used the word "like" three times in a row, which shows how much he liked it.
Gu Ming carefully put the painting away: "I'll hang it above my bed tonight. I've been looking for this painting for a long time, but I couldn't find it. I didn't expect you to give it to me as a congratulatory gift. What a surprise!"
"This is my favorite gift I've ever received. Thank you so much, girl, it's so thoughtful of you."
Luo Shimiao: "You're welcome. I'm glad you like it."
Gu Ming glanced at Gu Nian with his shrewd eyes and pushed him towards Luo Shimiao: "As a return gift, I'm giving you my most proud grandson. You can do whatever you want with him."
A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.
After the birthday banquet, Su Jingwen looked at Luo Shimiao with reluctance and said, "Miaomiao, come visit often. Auntie will always welcome you."
“Okay, Auntie, I’ll come over when I have time,” Luo Shimiao said, sticking her head out of the passenger seat.
Gu Chengyi looked at his son in the driver's seat and instructed him, "Drive slowly, safety first."
Gu Nian: "Mm."
Back at the apartment complex where Luo Shimiao lived, Gu Nian took his luggage out of the trunk. He had left with one suitcase and returned with three.
While in Yun City, Luo Shimiao bought two suitcases and bought up all the local specialties.
Luo Shimiao was a little troubled. There were three boxes, but only two hands. Was he supposed to carry one on his head?
Gu Nian noticed Luo Shimiao's confusion: "Do you need any help?"
Luo Shimiao smiled broadly: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Teacher Gu."
“I’m no longer on the show, so you don’t need to call me Teacher Gu.” Gu Nian dragged one of his suitcases and walked side by side with Luo Shimiao.
The girl tilted her head and said, "Then call me President Gu? Gu the Richest Man? Never mind, I'll just call you by your name."
The two entered the elevator, and her fair fingers pressed the number 4.
"Ding!" We've arrived at the fourth floor.
Luo Shimiao walked to the door of 402, beep beep beep, entered a password, and clicked.
As they pushed open the door, both of them frowned simultaneously.
Luo Shimiao took a step back and looked at the door number; it was indeed 402.
On the living room sofa lay a pair of brightly colored men's underwear, and on the coffee table were some unfinished potato chips.
Luo Shimiao looked at the open bedroom door. She remembered clearly that she had closed the door before leaving. She pondered for a few seconds and then narrowed her eyes.
He rolled up his non-existent sleeves and rushed into the bedroom.
On the large bed in the room, a mound rose high. Luo Shimiao threw back the covers, revealing a fair-skinned, handsome young man lying inside.
The boy's eyes were closed, and his long, thick eyelashes cast a shadow, making him look like a sleeping elf, delicate and beautiful.
The reason I say "teenager" is because he looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old.
Looking at the face that was all too familiar, Luo Shimiao gritted her teeth and said, "Luo! Jian! Xing! I knew it was you."
The boy, who had been fast asleep, opened his eyes, glanced at his flustered sister, and lazily said, "Miaomiao is back."
Luo Shimiao grabbed Luo Jianxing by the collar and shook him violently, roaring, "Dung beetle, how do you know my house password?"
"Let go, let go, you're shaking your brains out."
Soon after, the two people on the bed started wrestling.
Gu Nian looked at the room, where cotton fluff was floating everywhere, and covered his eyes with a headache.
Gu Nian: "Ahem."
Hearing the cough, the two wrestling figures stopped and looked at the aloof and dignified man at the door.
Although they stopped, their hands were still tightly gripping each other's hair.
Luo Jianxing asked in surprise, "Gu Nian, what are you doing here?"
Gu Nian retorted, "If you can be here, why can't I?"
"This is my sister's house, it's perfectly normal for me to come, but you coming here..."
Before Luo Jianxing could finish speaking, Luo Shimiao interrupted him: "You still know this is my home? Did you ask me for permission before you came in? Can't you use your expertise for something worthwhile?"
Luo Jianxing lowered his head and said weakly, "I was just worried because you were busy. I originally wanted to leave before you came back, but I overslept."
"Ahhh, Luo Shimiao, you violent woman! Gu Nian, please save your brother!"
Gu Nian stepped forward and said, "You're not my brother, when are you going to pay back the 5 million?"
After a great deal of effort, Luo Jianxing finally escaped from Luo Shimiao's clutches. The next second, he climbed onto the top of the wardrobe, clutching his aching scalp, and said, "I have no money, but you can take my life."
"Mom's back. I'm going to tell her you owe money and haven't paid it back," Luo Shimiao said, his hair a mess.
Luo Jianxing raised his chin: "If you dare to say that, I'll tell Mom that you took her sexy lingerie and gave it to the dog."
Gu Nian: "............."
Luo Shimiao: "You're ruthless. Get down. If you break it, can you afford to pay for it?"
Gu Nian took a comb from the dressing table and handed it to Luo Shimiao.
As Luo Shimiao combed her hair, she asked Luo Jianxing, "When did you get back?"
"yesterday."
"I won't charge you for the accommodation this time, but next time it will be 200 yuan per night. Now you'd better put away those disgusting underwear you're wearing outside."
After Luo Jianxing tucked his pants away, he grinned and came to Gu Nian's side: "Nian, you must be lonely living alone. I'll come keep you company tonight."
Gu Nian's eyes were practically overflowing with disdain: "I'm fine, I'm not lonely."
Looking at the mess on the floor, Luo Shimiao glared fiercely at Luo Jianxing: "Clean up my room for me!"
"You were also responsible for it, so why should I clean it?" Luo Jianxing said, dissatisfied.
“No cleaning is fine, but the accommodation fee is 200.” Luo Shimiao stepped forward and spread his hands.
Luo Jianxing's eyebrows drooped, and he went to get a broom and silently began cleaning.
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