The 99th Divorce

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When the old man was talking, he did not forget to look at Su Qianci, seeing her slightly shocked face, and immediately added with jealousy: "I don't know which nerve is wrong, I thought it was your idea, wasn't it?"

Su Qianci shook his head, and his lip corners were difficult to restrain.

It turned out that he still remembered ... she thought that he just mentioned it casually and would forget it later.

I didn't expect to remember it for so long.

The radian of his lips grew wider and wider, and he accidentally glanced at the grandfather's playful eyes. Su Qianci blushed, lowered his head, and quickly settled for breakfast before leaving for school.

At the end of the day, Su Qianci picked up his mobile phone and found two missed calls on it.

The note is: Dad Song.

I picked up the phone and dialed back and forth. There was a quick answer. Song Yifan's voice came over, "Qian Po, are you free at night?"

"Yes, has Dad returned?"

Song Yifan didn't call Su Qianci for the first time, nor was he the first time to hear this ‘daddy’, but he could n’t stop jumping and jubilating in his heart, and he was in a good mood.

With a smile, Song Yifan said, "Well, today you are returning to China. Uncle Sheng is going to cook hot pot at home. I want you to bring your husband together. If it's okay, come here together." Obediently, Su Qianci has some Confused, he said, "I'm afraid that won't work. Grandpa has come to our house for some time recently. We have to accompany Grandpa to eat at home."

"It's such a pity." Song Yifan's voice was full of regrets. "Your uncle Sheng also bought a lot of ingredients. Now it seems to be doomed to waste."

"Well, come to our house with Uncle Sheng. It just happens that the weather is cold and the hot pot is just right. Let me tell Rongma to stop her from cooking."

"Okay, then I'll call Hee Soo."

An agreement was reached and the matter was soon resolved.

The old man had a very good impression of Song Yifan and Sheng Xixuan. Sitting in the living room, a few people chatted very happily.

Li Sicheng didn't always talk much. He only inserted two sentences when he heard the key. The rest of the time he was listening quietly.

Su Qianci and Rongma worked in the kitchen for more than half an hour before they processed all the ingredients. The aroma of the soup base floated far away.

"You can eat it!" Su Qianci shouted, smelling the scent of saliva.

Mom Rong prepared bowls and chopsticks for everyone, and soon they were seated. At the request of the Master, she sat down half-pushing.

The ingredients went the same. Su Qianci clipped something to himself and was very happy. When he was almost finished, he took a piece of meat with a big hand, dipped it in the sauce in front of her, and put it in Inside her bowl.

Su Qianci was somewhat flattered. He raised his eyes and saw Li Si Chengyun's light face.

As if the person who had just given her meat was not him.

You are also welcome, stuffing the meat directly into your mouth.

But someone saw that she had finished eating, and then reached out and clamped her with a green vegetable, followed by all the meatballs, seafood, and meat.

Su Qianci has tried to eat as fast as possible, but still can't keep up with his speed of picking vegetables.

Seeing his bowl piled high, he bitterly said, "Don't pinch it, I can't finish it!"

"It's okay," Li Sicheng calmly put down the last piece of meat, "I can't finish eating."

Seeing this, Mr. Li sighed and said, "I'm old, no one is picking vegetables for me, it hurts!"