After being invited by his wife, Gong Qing recalled the warm memories of his youth and his expression softened. "Okay."
He asked casually, "Why are we the only ones eating? What about my precious grandson?"
Songsong said, "Jue'er is bringing Baby out for dinner tonight. I heard that the occasion is very formal and he even specially asked him to put on his suit. It's rare for the father and son to have an outing, so let them bond well. Let's not disturb them."
Gong Qing was speechless. Why did he feel like there's a conspiracy?
Did that brat Gong Jue look like a man who would bring his son out for meals and bond with others?
The two of them were chatting.
Suddenly, a gentle and sensible female voice sounded from the side. "Uncle, auntie, do you know my sister, Gu Qiqi, too?"
Upon hearing Gu Qiqi's name, Gong Qing frowned instinctively and turned around. "No! Who are you?"
Songsong sized up the girl reservedly.
