Chapter 8

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Mo Yu’s words made everyone present fall silent. The greatest commotion was Gu Chen’s breathing.

Among everyone present, Gu Chen was the last person who wanted Gu Lian to wake up.

His nephew was too upright. Initially, he only wanted some shares, but not only did Gu Lian not give him face, he even told him that if he wanted to embezzle public funds again, he would be court-martialed.

Later on, Gu Lian got into a car accident. Gu Chen felt that this was a chance given to him by the heavens. He watched as Father Gu worked hard to manage the Gu family’s business, waiting to enjoy the fruits of his labor.

Gu Chen had always thought that Gu Lian would never wake up again, and Gu Zi was still young and would not be able to inherit the company in the future, so he sat in the position of the main guest. He did not expect to be reprimanded by a little girl from the countryside.

Gu Chen’s expression darkened. Just as he was about to reprimand them, he heard Su Mei’s voice. “Little Yu is right. My Gu family’s daughter-in-law and youngest son naturally have to sit in the main guests’ seats. Please pay attention to your statuses.”

Su Mei and Father Gu’s arrival announced the start of the banquet. Under Su Mei’s voice, Mo Yu and Gu Zi sat in their seats, while Miss Zhang, who was arguing with Mo Yu, went to the second seat, and Gu Chen sat in the second seat.

This farce was finally over.

After a simple speech, Father Gu asked the kitchen to serve the delicacies and wine that had been prepared.

Mo Yu looked at the exquisite dishes and her eyes widened. While eating heartily at the side, she did not forget to tell Gu Lian what she was eating.

When Father Gu saw Mo Yu eating, he could not help but eat two more mouthfuls of food.

The way this child ate was really gratifying. Just looking at her eat made him feel that the food was very fragrant. Thinking of this, Father Gu picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish for Mo Yu, saying, “Eat more. If you like anything, you can tell the kitchen. We’ll be family in the future.”

Mo Yu hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth and thanked Father Gu. The next second, she said to Gu Lian, “Your father is so nice too! He picked up food for me to eat. Your parents are so amiable. Why are you a cold-faced tyrant, Gu Lian?”

Gu Lian sneered when he heard her words. “Have you interacted with me before? How do you know that I’m a cold-faced tyrant?”

Oh no, I let it slip. Mo Yu was shocked. Her mind quickly spun as she made up a reason for Gu Lian, “Aiya, I have to understand my beloved fiancé! The Internet is filled with your information hahahaha… Your family’s food is really delicious. Unfortunately, you can’t eat it! I really want you to try it too…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Yu realized that she could not see anything.

Wait! I was just being polite! I didn’t actually want to swap places with him!

Before Gu Lian could react, he was swapped. He subconsciously drank the red wine that was already at his mouth.

Most of the people who came to the banquet could tell that the Gu couple favored Mo Yu and had already begun to think about whether to please her. However, there were still some blind people who wanted to provoke her, such as Miss Zhang.

The Zhang family was in the food and beverage industry. Zhang Jing had mastered wine tasting since she was young. From the beginning, she looked down on rough people like Mo Yu.

Seeing that Mo Yu had finished the red wine, she couldn’t help but mock, “Miss Mo Yu doesn’t seem to know much about table etiquette. This isn’t like your village. Red wine isn’t drunken like this, and the glass isn’t held the way you’re holding it.”

After saying that, Zhang Jing elegantly swirled the wine glass in her hand.

Gu Lian put down the empty glass. The waiter quickly poured the red wine for ‘Mo Yu’.

At the same time, Gu Lian elegantly folded the napkin and wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth. Then, he slowly picked up the wine glass and swirled the red wine around to observe the wine legs.

“Miss Zhang is right. I’m a boorish person, so I naturally don’t understand these drinks. I only know that this glass of wine is dark ruby-red in color. It’s slightly redder overall, which means that the taste is more sour. It’s less viscous and has less alcohol content.”

Gu Lian held the wine glass under his nose and sniffed it gently. “The fragrance of leather wafts over. The second layer has a plum fragrance, and the texture is softer. It should be 16-year-old Tuscan dry red.”

Gu Lian took a sip of red wine and put down the glass. Every movement was impeccably elegant.

“Miss Zhang, am I right?”

Gu Lian hated dogmatism, but his identity forced him to learn many things he did not like.

For example, tasting wine, and maintaining a gentlemanly demeanor all the time.