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Chapter 377 377: The little sweetheart is so good, the chef Rong Li was slapped in the face (second update)

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    "Where is your grandpa?"

    "Let's go." She pressed the elevator button.

    Jiang Zhuo followed her: "Does he have anything to do with you?"

    Qin Zhaoli became angry when he mentioned it: "He came to persuade me to turn back and make the right decision."

    He could probably guess the content of their conversation.

    It must not be pleasant.

    When he got home, Jiang Zhuo asked Qin Zhaoli, "Didn't you invite him to come up and sit down?"

    Qin Zhaoli couldn't understand: "Why did you invite him here? He doesn't think I am his granddaughter, so what he said was so unpleasant" He said with a pretty face.

    She seemed to be letting off steam, kicked her shoes off her feet, and put on slippers: "He just came to see my joke. He wished that I would not be happy so that he could prove that he was right."

    Jiang Zhuo put away the shoes that she had kicked away: "Don't think like that, maybe he just came to see you because he was worried that you were not doing well."

    Qin Zhaoli snorted and poured a glass of cold water to cool down the fire.

    Jiang Zhuo took the cup and said, "You still have stomachache in the morning, so you can't drink cold drinks."

    He mixed it into warm water and gave the cup to her.

    Qin Zhaoli drank half a cup, but his anger did not subside.

    Jiang Zhuo pulled her to sit down: "If your grandfather really wanted to break us up, he had many ways, but he didn't do anything."

    Qin Zhaoli is in authority, but those in authority are confused.

    Jiang Zhuo is very calm and rational: "I can actually understand him. From his perspective, I do have many shortcomings. I am twenty years old, have hearing impairment, am still studying, and do not have a good background. My mother  He died young, my father is in a mess, and I still have a sister to take care of. If it weren¡¯t for you, I would even owe a huge debt.¡±

    He spoke slowly and patiently: "And you are his only granddaughter. No matter what his purpose is, whether it is family ties or interests, he has trained you for more than 20 years. During these 20 years, he has cultivated you."  Here, he tries his best to give you the best, at least what he thinks is the best."

    He said: "If I were him, I would also oppose it. If I don't stop it, it would be a great tolerance."

    She and he are at the top of the tower and at the bottom of the tower. At least in terms of material, they are people in two worlds.

    Qin Zhaoli didn¡¯t like to hear what he said about analyzing himself: ¡°Don¡¯t belittle yourself like this.¡±

    In her opinion, he is good at everything.

    But a lover¡¯s eyes have filters.

    He said: "I'm not belittling, that's me from the perspective of others, and your grandfather is also one of those others who doesn't understand me, so I can't completely see his point of view from your perspective."

    Qin Zhaoli didn't say anything, just looked at him, a little stunned.

    He is really a very transparent person.

    "Zhaori," he held her hand and gently rubbed the skin on the back of her hand with his fingertips, "Maybe he is not as cold as you think."

    Maybe, maybe Qin Yanjun is not that indifferent.

    Maybe it¡¯s because Jiang Zhuo¡¯s eyes are too warm, so what he sees in his eyes always has warmth.

    Qin Zhaoli touched his face that had not lost all its youthfulness: "Sometimes I feel that you don't look like a twenty-year-old boy."

    ¡°You must have been forced to grow up too early, so you are so wise and sensible.

    Jiang Zhuo asked her a little nervously: "How old are you?"

    She smiled and said: "I'm probably 70 or 80 years old. He looks reasonable like a little old man."

    Jiang Lie also always said that he was old-fashioned and long-winded. He explained nervously: "Your grandfather is your only relative. I don't want you to regret it in the future, so I worry more." He lowered his head and rubbed his face against her hand.  Her eyelashes were lowered and her tone was very good, "Don't find me annoying. If you don't like it, I won't nag you in the future."

    Qin Zhaoli kissed him on the lips: "Who said he didn't like it?" She found a treasure, "And you are right, I saw it one-sidedly."

    Xu Tanxi and Rong Li came over at five o'clock, taking Rong Guanguan with them.

    Rong Guanguan held a bottle of red wine: "Good afternoon, Sister Zhaoli."

    Qin Zhaoli took the red wine: "Good afternoon." She asked with a smile, "There is dessert on the table, do you want to eat it?"

    Rongguan looked up at Rongli.

    Rong Li said: "Don't eat too much."

    Rong Guanguan nodded happily: "Yes!" He ran to the restaurant.

    Qin Zhaoli closed the door and asked Xu Tanxi and his wife, "The meal isn't ready yet, why are you here so early?"

    Xu Tanxi said: "I am also free at home." It happened that Jiang?Coming out of the kitchen, she asked, "Do you need help? Mr. Jiang."

    Jiang Zhuo said no.

    Qin Zhaoli was not polite and called Rong Li: "I'll chat with Yao Yao for a while. Teacher Rong, please excuse me."

    Rong Li went to the kitchen consciously.

    "Have these been washed?"

    Jiang Zhuo shook his head: "I'll do it."

    Rong Li rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'm free." He washed the vegetables one by one.

    There are chopping boards and knives next to them. Rong Li often cooks at home, and his posture when holding the knife is decent.

    ¡°How big should the carrots be cut?¡±

    Jiang Zhuo said: "Cut it into shreds."

    Rong Li picked up the knife and cut it.

    The kitchen is not big, and the two of us are tall, so it seems a bit crowded.

    By the time Jiang Zhuo finished processing the chicken, Rong Li had finished cutting the carrots.

    Jiang Zhuo saw the carrots on the plate: "Didn't you shred it?"

    Rong Li licked his lower lip and was silent for a few seconds: "This is silk."

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