Fu Xiyan listened, remained silent for two seconds, and then spoke with a cool tone, "This isn’t something I can simply invite and get. As you’ve seen, she’s very busy."
After Tang Yichen brought up the matter yesterday, Fu Xiyan had indeed given it serious thought.
He did have the idea of inviting that young lady to visit his grandfather.
However, that young lady seemed very busy, and whether she could be invited was another matter.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yichen lightly clicked his tongue twice, shaking his head while saying, "You still don’t understand Gu Xiaoxi well enough."
Fu Xiyan looked at Tang Yichen, signaling him to continue.
"If Gu Xiaoxi wasn’t persuaded to come, it’s definitely not because she’s too busy, but because the money you offered wasn’t enough." Tang Yichen said to Fu Xiyan with a grin.
Although... it seemed to make a lot of sense.
When Gu Zhiqi and Su Yunling entered the living room, Fu Xiyan and Tang Yichen had already moved on to other topics.
"Xiao Qi, Third Brother, you’ve arrived." Tang Yichen immediately stopped chatting and waved to the two.
Everyone was well acquainted with each other, so there was no need for further greetings. As usual, Su Yunling pulled out a chair and gestured to Gu Zhiqi to sit.
After Gu Zhiqi sat down, Su Yunling took the seat beside her, served a bowl of porridge for Gu Zhiqi and placed it in front of her, casually asking, "What time is your meeting with the crazies set for?"
"Six in the afternoon," Gu Zhiqi replied offhand.
She wasn’t really keen on attending that particular gathering.
What meal could taste better than Su Yunling’s cooking?
Better to mooch off Su Yunling for food and drink.
After her response, Gu Zhiqi began to spoon porridge into her mouth, burying her head in the bowl.
But after just one sip, she paused mid-slurp.
After hearing Gu Zhiqi’s answer, Su Yunling tapped a finger on the table and spoke up, "We’re going to the black market at nine tonight, do you want to come along and have a look?"
After the question was posed, Su Yunling waited for a reply, which didn’t come, so she turned her head to glance at Gu Zhiqi.
She saw Gu Zhiqi biting her spoon, not eating seriously, but rather lost in a daydream.
Su Yunling arched an eyebrow and softly asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"Hmm?" Gu Zhiqi came back to her senses, turned to look at Su Yunling, and asked subconsciously, "Do you also think today’s breakfast is just average in taste?"
After a two-second silence, Su Yunling slightly raised her eyebrows and looked back at Gu Zhiqi.
"Cough cough cough..." Tang Yichen, who had just taken a sip of porridge, chuckled at Gu Zhiqi’s words and almost sprayed the porridge out of his mouth.
In the end, he didn’t spray it, but choked a bit and, after coughing several times, he made a face at Gu Zhiqi and said, "You also noticed that today’s breakfast doesn’t taste good?"
Gu Zhiqi, realizing what she had just said, fell silent and didn’t reply to Tang Yichen.
The porridge wasn’t bad, but compared to what Su Yunling had made before, it was far inferior.
Unexpectedly, even a great chef could have an off day.
As Gu Zhiqi’s thoughts were flying, Tang Yichen’s voice rose again, "I was saying that Third Brother’s cooking skills can spoil people, right?" He looked at Gu Zhiqi and continued, "After eating something made by Third Brother, do you feel stuff is hard to swallow?"
Gu Zhiqi paused for two seconds, as if understanding.
From Tang Yichen’s words, it seemed that today’s breakfast might not have been made by Su Yunling.
Listening to Tang Yichen’s comment, Su Yunling raised her eyebrows and asked, "Hard to swallow?"
She was addressing Tang Yichen with her question, but her gaze rested on Gu Zhiqi.