While accompanying Mr. Su at the hospital, Su Ziqiao suddenly felt a chill down his spine. This feeling seemed somewhat familiar; every time he did something wrong, their Brother Hai looked at him with that same expression.
He couldn't help but recall if he'd done anything recently to make Brother Hai angry.
Except for inviting Gu Lingling for a meal and asking her to make noodle fish for Mr. Su.
Does that count?
Could Brother Hai be that jealous now?
Su Ziqiao's little heart trembled nervously.
At this moment, their old man tugged at him for some food, "I want the noodle fish from last time."
Su Ziqiao, "Grandpa, can we go for something else?"
"Change? No way." Mr. Su glared at his eldest grandson with dissatisfaction and began to accuse him, "That noodle fish reminds me of your Grandma. It's exactly the same taste as your Grandma used to make."
So, is Gu Lingling their Grandma?
Pfpfpf...
Su Ziqiao shuddered at the thought.
