Gu Chunhai felt heartache, his son came back, but didn't pay any attention to him from head to toe, not even a glance.
He felt like he failed as a father.
His daughter was distant from him, and his son didn't recognize him anymore.
But who can he blame?
Yao Jingsong got furious when he heard Gu Lingling's words, "You... you stupid woman! You're just waiting to be sold and count the money."
He was fuming.
He had thought this woman had truly changed these days, but didn't expect her to still be so foolish.
"You only know how to be impulsive, never use your brain." Gu Lingling cast a contemptuous look at the furious Yao Jingsong, "Grandma, let's go make dinner."
As for Gu Chunhai and Yao Jingsong, let them deal with it themselves.
"Alright, let's go. Let's make dumplings for lunch? Your dad and Baobao love dumplings." Grandma Yao said with a smile.
"Sure, let's make dumplings, I'll help with the filling." Gu Lingling smiled and said.
