WPGPSFM Ch. 103.2

Translator: Dj22031

Editor: Dj22031

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Li Songyun returned home with antipyretic medicine, where Admiral Gu was rarely taking care of his grandson at home. Six-year-old Gu Peifeng held his stomach. When he saw Li Songyun and Gu Tunan coming back, he said happily: “Little dad! Third brother! You are finally back!”

“Xiao Feng, do you have a stomachache? Are you feeling uncomfortable?” Li Songyun asked worriedly.

“I’m hungry.” Gu Peifeng said aggrievedly: “Grandpa didn’t let me eat snacks. He said it was almost time for dinner.”

Unlike alphas and omegas, who were thinner because of their body types, betas would become fat if they couldn’t control their mouths. Gu Peifeng was a beta. Now that he had chubby cheeks, Grandpa Gu who did not allow fat people to appear in the Gu family, had started restricting Gu Peifeng’s diet every time he came home.

“It’s getting late, let’s eat.” Li Songyun looked at the kitchen and found that the ingredients he prepared at noon were still in their original places, “Sister-in-law Wang.”

Li Songyun said to the nanny who came after hearing the sound: “Why have you not cooked dinner today?”

Mrs. Wang glanced at Admiral Gu who was in the living room and said, “Admiral Gu said that Mr. Gu will come back for dinner tonight. My cooking skills are not as good as yours, so Admiral Gu asked for me to wait for you to come back to cook dinner.”

Li Songyun’s cooking skills were very good. Everyone said that after Gu Mian got used to Li Songyun’s cooking, he didn’t want to eat the food cooked by others and would rather drink nutrient solution.

When they first got married, Gu Mian’s three meals a day were cooked by Li Songyun. After they were cooked at home, they were specially sent to the military headquarters. However, the military headquarters were an important military location and it was inappropriate to have lunch boxes delivered every day. The impact was not good, so Li Songyun didn’t send them again.

Li Songyun stopped making bento boxes, and Gu Mian drank nutrient solution alone at the military headquarters, but he didn’t show any symptoms of finding them unable to swallow.

In fact, Li Songyun sometimes felt that Gu Mian did not like his cooking as much as everyone said. The fact that Gu Mian liked his cooking was said by others, including Admiral Gu, Lieutenant General Mo and Mrs. Wang…

Gu Mian never said that.

He once asked Gu Mian, do you like the food I cooked?

Gu Mian told him that as a husband, he should eat the food cooked by his wife, and the wife had the obligation to cook for her husband.

With his face burning red, he stood next to Gu Mian who was coldly picking up food, shrouded in the shame of being sentimental and shameless.

How could he think too much? Gu Mian drank nutrient solution at the military headquarters to save time.

Gu Mian never showed any special preference.

He asked Gu Mian whether he liked sweet, salty, spicy or sour food, and Gu Mian said it was all fine.

Anything he made would be all right.

It was okay to eat the food he cooked, and it was also okay to not eat the food he cooked.

He could choose him to be Mrs. Gu, or he could choose someone else to be Mrs. Gu.

Li Songyun’s long silence made Mrs. Wang a little uneasy. Although Li Songyun looked gentle, the strange thing was that she couldn’t raise her head inexplicably when she stood in front of Li Songyun.

She thought it was because Mrs. Gu was so pretty, not just because of his good looks, but because of the “aura” all over his body. At first glance, he had the majesty that Mrs. Gu must have.

“Sister-in-law Wang, come make dinner.” Li Songyun said calmly.

Then he walked out of the kitchen. Admiral Gu in the living room saw Li Songyun preparing to go back to the bedroom, and said quickly: “Xiao Li, Gu Mian is coming back for dinner today.”

Li Songyun hummed without saltiness and continued to walk to the bedroom.

Admiral Gu couldn’t continue to sit still anymore and said, “Aren’t you going to cook? Gu Mian only eats what you cook.”

“Dad, I have a fever.” Li Songyun said softly, “I want to take a rest.”

Admiral Gu noticed that Li Songyun’s face was indeed showing some unnatural flushing, and there were bruises under his eyes from not getting enough rest, but his mental state still seemed to be okay.

“Xiao Li, it shouldn’t matter if you only have a little fever. I remember that the last time when you had a high fever of 38 degrees, you still cooked and tutored your children in their homework.”

Gu Tunan on the side couldn’t stand it anymore, “Grandpa, little dad hasn’t had a good rest these two days. He needs to rest now.”

After hearing this, Admiral Gu said thoughtfully, “Xiao Li, you can make a pot of porridge just for Gu Mian.”

Li Songyun stood there in silence for a long time. He suddenly chuckled lightly and said, “Okay.”

“Then I’ll do it for Gu Mian again.”


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