"Sorry to make you all laugh." Mr. Zhou said with some discomfort.
Although he spoke cheerfully, in the end, it was he who raised her single-handedly, and seeing her pretending to be something she was not, it felt like a knife stabbing into his heart.
Poor him and his wife, they pitied her for losing her parents and gave her the best of everything, only to end up raising such an ungrateful child.
What a failure!
Looking at the little girl in front of him, Mr. Zhou became even more firm in his decision.
"Grandpa, shall I make you something delicious?" Gu Lingling said with a playful smile, "It's been a long time since you last had my cooking. Are you craving it?"
Of course.
No one in this world can cook better than the little girl.
No one can make dishes that are more memorable than hers.
Having returned to the Capital City for so long, the meals he missed the most were naturally those cooked by her.
