Although the atmosphere was still a little cold, they finally sat down at the table.
As Shen Li sat next to Shen Zhijin, she looked at the food on the table and said in surprise, "Yam glutinous rice porridge? Dad, don't you like this a lot?"
Old Madam Gu smiled and said, "Zhijin, quickly try it. Does it taste the same as before?"
Something seemed to flash in Shen Zhijin's eyes, and the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile.
"Thank you."
"What for?" Old Madam Gu shook her head with a smile. "Old Ding knew that you were coming over tonight, so he specially cooked it."
Old Ding was the head chef of the Gu family and had been in the Gu family for many years.
Shen Zhijin was filling up a bowl to serve Shen Li, but when he heard this, he paused.
Shen Li also subconsciously looked over.
She had never asked too many questions about the relationship between the Gu family and Shen Zhijin.
