"Mom, you don't need to bother with him; he's just here for a free meal, he won't come again," Shen Qingyu said with a hint of jealousy.
She had been away for so long, yet why did her mother only have eyes for Gu Qingshen?
She was the real daughter!
Shen's mother glared at her: "What kind of thing is that to say?"
Then, she turned back to Gu Qingshen, already wearing a gentle smile.
"Qingshen, don't mind her; she always talks like this."
"Thank you, Auntie, I'm not picky. I like everything you cook yourself," Gu Qingshen said with a smile, flashing little tiger teeth, two deep dimples, and eyes curved into crescent moons, looking incredibly cute.
His polite and sweet demeanor immediately captured Shen's mother's heart. She liked everything she saw in him and enthusiastically beckoned him to eat, serving him dishes.
Shen Qingyu felt even more aggrieved: "Mom, I'm your real daughter."
