Chapter 305 - Chapter 305: Chapter 306: How could you be even more delicate than a woman?
Mr Gu s First Doting Marriage
Chapter 305: Chapter 306: How could you be even more delicate than a woman?
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Gu Qichen had already followed the old woman to the nearby cottage.
Xia Yangyang wanted to follow, but the old woman refused her entry.
The old woman said, âYou cannot come in. You should go to your room and take a rest. The smell of smoke and fire in the kitchen is too strong.â
Xia Yangyang dared not leave Gu Qichen alone there.
It was Gu Qichen, who gave Xia Yangyang a meaningful look, indicating that she should obey her grandmotherâs words and not come in.
Xia Yangyang stayed in her room alone, packing her luggage.
In reality, there was nothing much to pack, just a few clothes.
After packing, Xia Yangyang felt restless.
Her grandmother had always been kind and hospitable to people.
She didnât object when she decided to get married, she even often asked her to bring her boyfriend home to meet her.
Why was she the only one who found Gu Qichen displeasing to the eyes?
Gu Qichen was just being polite and serious, he didnât say anything wrong.
Xia Yangyang was scratching her ears and cheeks in annoyance but she still couldnât help herself from wanting to peek into the kitchen.
The kitchen door was closed, so Xia Yangyang peeked through the window.
In the kitchen, her grandmother was chopping vegetables.
Gu Qichen was sitting behind the stove, stoking the fire.
He had never done this kind of work before, and didnât know where to start.
Her grandmother went over, showed him hand by hand, and even murmured: âHow could NanNan fall for such a clumsy man like you!â
Oh, my God!
The person who would dare to call Gu Qichen clumsy in this world, her grandmother was probably the first and the only one.
As Xia Yangyang watched Gu Qichen silently adding firewood without responding, he suddenly seemed like a powerful tiger that had fallen onto a sunny plain.
But Gu Qichen was still Gu Qichen.
Even though he was sitting in the cramped space behind the stove, even though he was scowling because of the smoke.
His whole body still had a kind of noble and aloof temperament.
He had taken off his coat.
Underneath, he wore a thin, light grey sweater, and he actually looked like a college student.
Xia Yangyang had no idea that a day would come when President Gu could be brought down from his high pedestal, but because of him, the seemingly crude and simple stove had suddenly turned into a picturesque scene.
Xia Yangyang watched Gu Qichen stoke the fire, and it seemed as if her eyes couldnât move away from him.
At first, he was somewhat clumsy, but Gu Qichenâs mind is indeed worth its weight in gold.
He quickly mastered the subtle tricks, maintaining his movements steadily and leisurely, even using his spare time to neatly arrange the firewood behind him according to their size.
Well, he is definitely a neat freak with a severe case of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Xia Yangyang stood by the door for quite a while.
But the effortless way Gu Qichen handled things made her turn around and retreat to her room without going in.
If her grandmother still dislikes Gu Qichen, and if she continues to defend him, would her grandmother hate him even more?
Although her heart ached for him, Xia Yangyang decided to wait and see how things went.
Half an hour later, the old woman cooked a full table of delicious dishes and asked her to come and eat.
Only then did Yangyang rush into the kitchen.
Of course, the first thing she did was to look for Gu Qichen.
Gu Qichen had just gotten up from the small stool behind the stove.
Perhaps because he sat for too long, with his long legs always bent, he seemed to have gotten numb. As he stood up, he staggered slightly.
Xia Yangyang quickly ran over to support him.
She asked with great concern, âAre you okay?â
The corner of Gu Qichenâs mouth held a faint smile, âIâm fine.â
The grandmother, while carrying the finished dishes from the stove to the dining table, glanced over and said, âHe is useless even in doing such a small chore.. How is this decent man more delicate than a woman?â