Gu Jiayin followed Sister Li into the kitchen, sat at the dining table, and placed Jiajia beside her.
Sister Li smiled as she placed dish after dish on the table, "If you're hungry, hurry up and eat. Today, it's all dishes you like."
Actually, the dishes Sister Li made every day were ones Gu Jiayin liked. Sheng Qianchi never expressed what he liked to eat; he just followed Gu Jiayin's preferences.
Gu Jiayin picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of rib, placed it on an empty plate, and pushed it towards Jiajia, "Jiajia, eat."
The man with a gloomy face slowly walked into the kitchen, watching Jiajia and Gu Jiayin sitting closely together, sharing ribs, his jealousy surged like crashing waves.
Why was she nicer to a dog than to him? He pampered her so much!
The more he watched, the less he liked it. He walked over, picked up Jiajia, and placed it two seats away from Gu Jiayin, then sat in Jiajia's place.
