護花近衛 - 第10章 餿主意 - 墨香閣

He figured if he wore these clothes out, Gu Mengyao would still take them for dirty rags and would not even let him sit on the sofa. With no choice, Wei Zhao opened the bag Uncle Qing had given him, took out the City No.1 High School uniform, and put it on.

Wei Zhao's new look startled both Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu. Before, he had been disheveled in a torn vest and baggy shorts. Now, washed clean, he looked refined and scholarly, and with the school uniform on, he seemed a completely different man from the migrant worker of before.

Still, her first impression of Wei Zhao had been far too bad, so Gu Mengyao would never admit he was a handsome talent. At most she could say he looked a bit better and a bit more pleasing to the eye than before.

Uncle Qing had brought four dishes and a soup: fish-flavored shredded pork, boiled fish in chili broth, stir-fried baby bok choy, and spinach with wood ear fungus. The soup was mushroom broth.

Meat and vegetables matched, perfect in color, aroma, and flavor. Wei Zhao had not tasted such delicious food in a long time. Seeing that Uncle Qing had also prepared his boxed rice, he took it happily and sat down at the table.

Just as Wei Zhao was about to lift his chopsticks, Gu Mengyao objected. "What are you doing? Xiaoshu and I haven't eaten yet, and you want to eat first? From now on, Xiaoshu and I eat first, and you eat what we leave!"

With that, she turned and went to the kitchen. She had a habit at meals, liking to use silver tableware, a habit formed from living with her grandfather as a child. So in the sterilizer cabinet in the kitchen, there was a set of silver utensils reserved for Gu Mengyao.

At Gu Mengyao's bossiness, Wei Zhao could only smile bitterly and pull back his chopsticks, left to drool over the fine dishes on the table. Luckily the white rice was his own, so he shoveled a few mouthfuls in quickly. Perhaps because he ate too fast, he choked and mumbled, "Is there anything to drink?"

Shen Yushu found the man who looked as if he had not eaten in eight lifetimes rather funny, and pointed to the cooler beside them. "Whatever you want to drink, get it yourself."

"Oh." Wei Zhao turned and saw a large cooler stocked with all kinds of drinks. He grabbed a bottle of orange juice at random, twisted off the cap, and took a big gulp, which made him feel much better.

Gu Mengyao fetched her utensils and began passing judgment on the dishes with Shen Yushu.

"Wow, boiled fish! That's my favorite!"

"This fish-flavored pork is a bit too sweet. Damn chef, doesn't he know eating too much sugar makes you fat? Someday I'll have Daddy fire him!"

"Hmm, this baby bok choy is really tasty. Xiaoshu, you try some too."

Gu Mengyao chattered as she ate. All these dishes were made by the master chefs of the hotel under Gu Pengzhan's Gu Group, and Uncle Qing delivered them on time every evening.

Gu Pengzhan had many social engagements, while Gu Mengyao's mother had left home when she was very young. Gu Mengyao never knew the exact reason, because whenever she mentioned it to her father, he always refused to tell her.

So Gu Mengyao's daily life was basically looked after by Uncle Qing.

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