Lucky Marriage: Bigshot’s Pampered Wife Chapter 268: Going To His House For Dinner.

Chapter 268: Going To His House For Dinner.....
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Gu Wan’an lifted a corner of the red packet. It was not a bank card, but a brand new yuan bills.
“When did you prepare it?” she asked in surprise.
“Last night.”
Last night, he asked Tang De to send him cash and red packets.
Gu Wan’an smiled widely. “Thank you, President Gong.”
After clearing the dishes, she received a call from Qiao Yi. “Anan, let’s go out and play later.”
“Probably not.”
“Huh? Why?”
“I have to prepare lunch and dinner, the servants and cooks at the Gong residence are on holiday.”
Hearing this, Qiao Yi sulked; “1 almost forgot, you’re a wife now. I’m going crazy!”
“What’s wrong?” Gu Wan’an asked in confusion.
Qiao Yi muttered unhappily; “My parents went to Hainan without telling me!
Now I’m the only one at home, empty and lonely! By the way, can 1 go to the Gong family for a free meal?”
“Wait a minute, I’ll ask.”
“Okay, if it’s too difficult or inconvenient just forget it, it’s okay.”
After walking out of the kitchen, Gu’an Wan’an looked at the man on the sofa and hesitantly said; “Gong Mingye ”
“Hmm?”
Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows and waited quietly for her to continue.
“My best friend and manager is alone at home during the New Year. I want her to come over for lunch. Is that okay?”
The words fell, and hurriedly added another sentence; “If it’s not convenient, then forget it.”
Gong Mingye’s gaze was deep, glancing at the hesitant and uncomfortable Gu Wan’an.
He faintly said; “This is the Gong Residence and your home, no matter who you want to invite, it’s your freedom and right, there’s no need to ask me.”
Instantly, Gu Wan’an’s heart was hit hard.
A warm current slowly flowed in her heart.
Other than her aunt, no one had ever said the word ‘home’ to her. He was the first.
She sniffed, and her eyes started to heat up.”Thankyou!”
Then, she called Qiao Yi back and sent her the location.
On the sofa.
Gong Yifeng lay down lazily as he scrolled through his Moments. He couldn’t stand it when he saw a group of people sharing their New Year’s Eve dinner.
“F*ck it! You’re all showing off your New Year’s Eve dinner in front of me, so I’ll do the same. I’ll make you all jealous to death!”
Gong Mingye raised his eyebrows. “Try swearing again.”
“It was a slip of the tongue!”
Gong Yifeng chuckled, but his hands didn’t stop typing.
Gong Mingye glanced at him silently and opened his WeChat Moments.
The latest post was from Gong Yifeng.
My family’s reunion dinner, you bunch of grandsons are so envious!
There were nine photos below, all of which were of various delicacies.
Gong Mingye coughed lightly twice, his gaze glancing faintly over him, his long, bony, slender fingers tapping on the mobile phone screen.
On the other side.
At the bar.
Han Wenhao collapsed on the sofa with a wine glass in his hand. He didn’t look like he was celebrating the new year.
Wen Nanxian sat beside him and sighed. “Still not made up?”
“How can we reconcile? You know Gong Mingye’s personality.”
Wen Nanxian felt a headache.
He picked up his phone and casually scrolled through his Moments.
The next second, he jumped up from the sofa.” F*ck! F*ck!”
“What are you fussing about?”
“F*ck, Gong Mingye posted on his Moments. It’s the first post!”
Han Wenhao snatched the phone away.
Sure enough, a colorful array of food, with a text – New Year’s Eve dinner, family reunion dinner.
“This is so abnormal, which means that this table of food is definitely not cooked by the chef. It must be Shen Ziqing. I didn’t see it but she actually has some skills. It looks good too. Let’s go to his house and freeload..”