Chapter 352

Uncle Wang raised his hand to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead. It is obvious that he needs a higher heart bearing capacity than ordinary people to deal with master Gu Ling.

However, this is the task given to him by the old man Uncle Wang sighed silently for himself in his heart.

"Young master, all the guests are here. The old man and his wife are waiting for you to go down. Don't embarrass your uncle Wang." Uncle Wang collapsed and said.

Gu Ling started to smile and raised his wrist. He looked at the time and asked unintentionally, "Uncle Wang, are all the invitation cards ready?"

After a little thought, Uncle Wang replied, "young master, I sent 118 invitation cards to my family. However, those who attended the old man's birthday party There seems to be one more

After a pause, Uncle Wang hesitated and asked, "young master, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Gu Ling held his chest in both hands and leaned lazily against the wall. His eyes and long smile said, "Uncle Wang, I invited the guest who didn't come."

Wang Shuzheng ponders over his words, Gu Ling has already left.

"Ah, young master, where are you going again? The old man is still waiting for you

Gu Ling waved, "Uncle Wang, you tell grandfather that I'll pick up a guest and come back later."

Seeing Gu Ling go away, Uncle Wang's face suddenly collapsed to the extreme: he didn't take the young master down, and he didn't know how to deal with him

With a sigh, Uncle Wang turned and went downstairs.

……

"Miss Ji"

Ji Xinqing is playing with her mobile phone, but there is a voice on her head. She is stunned and looks up. Then she sees a maid coming in front of her.

The maid had a tray in her hand, which was covered with a lid.

"Miss Ji, this is specially made for you by the kitchen," the maid put the tray on the table in front of her.

"Specially made for me?" Ji Xinqing frowned, but she was surprised.

She doesn't have any acquaintances at home. Who would care for such a small person as her?

"Yes, Miss Ji," the maid said respectfully, "you're pregnant. There's some food at the banquet that pregnant women can't eat, so the kitchen specially made this for you."

Hearing her words, Ji Xinqing frowned slightly.

There is no free pie in the sky. What's more, Gu Yuling just returned Ji Xinqing's eyes are full of heavy things.

"Miss Ji, don't think about it too much. It's family care. No one dares to take care of the family. What's more, you're pregnant with the offspring of the Tang family. No one dares to do harm to the offspring of the Tang family."

Then the maid bent down and opened the lid on the tray.

A bowl of light green porridge like jade appears in front of Ji Xinqing's eyes, with a few red medlar floating on it, and the air is full of fragrance.

"Miss Ji, it's Sumi porridge. It's made of authentic Bijing rice. It's very suitable for pregnant women," the maid handed her the spoon. "Try it."

Ji Xinqing's eyebrows are tightening.

Gu's kitchen specially made porridge for her?

How come the more she thinks about it, the more she feels she has ulterior motives?

Seeing through her mind, the maid gently reminds her again, "Miss Ji, it's Mr. Gu's birthday tonight."

the whole family attaches great importance to Mr. Gu's birthday. If something goes wrong, no one can afford to take care of his anger Therefore, no one dares to choose at this time!

With this in mind, Ji Xinqing figured it out, took the spoon from the maid's hand, said "thank you" and buried her head to drink porridge.

Ji Xinqing has been hungry for a long time, but she doesn't dare to eat the snacks at the banquet. After all, her cognition is limited. She has no way to know what the snacks are mixed with.

Scooped a spoonful of light green porridge into the mouth, glutinous sweet and delicious, Ji Xinqing can't help but squint with satisfaction.

"This porridge Who ordered it to be made for me Ji Xinqing asked casually.

The maid maintained a modest attitude, "Miss Ji, I don't know. I'm just a servant. I don't dare to inquire about the master's business at will."

Ji Xinqing looks up at the maid, but the answer is not leaking However, does that indirectly mean that someone in Gu's family is helping her?

Ji Xinqing lowered her eyes and covered her deep thinking: Gu Ling, Gu Yuling, who else will know her? Who can Help her?

"Master Tang," the maid suddenly called respectfully.

Hearing her address, Ji Xinqing quickly picked up a clever smile, "master Tang, you're back."

As if not aware of the strange eyes of the people around him, Tang Jinyao sat next to Ji Xinqing and naturally reached for her waist.

Seeing the porridge on the table, Tang Jinyao's eyes stopped, "this porridge..."

The maid said hurriedly, "master Tang, this is specially made for Miss Ji in the kitchen. It's crisp honey porridge. It's suitable for pregnant women."

Tang Jinyao's eyes sank, and the bottom of his eyes was dark, which made people can't guess what he was thinking. After the air stagnated for a few seconds, he suddenly took the bowl with one hand, and took the spoon from Ji Xinqing's hand with the other hand, "I feed you."Hello Feed her? Ji Xinqing's eye bottom flashed a fright.

After hearing his words, the guests around also stopped and looked at the two people sitting on the sofa incredulously.

What is the existence of the young master of the Tang family?

That's the son of heaven!

The prince of the top class!

As long as he waves, there will be a lot of people behind him!

But now, what do they see?

The man who has been living in the cloud all the time has fallen into the world. He picked up the bowl and said to the woman beside him, "I feed you."

The originally quiet and bustling hall became extremely quiet and strange.

Almost all the female guests are staring at Ji Xinqing.

This woman has no power, but she pulls master Tang down from the cloud.

She profaned their God!

"Don't use it, master Tang." feeling the fierce eyes of those women, Ji Xinqing could not help but be surprised: is this man intentional? Deliberately pushing her to the top?

Among the eyes, Ji Xinqing felt a deep and gloomy look. She turned her head intuitively and saw an old man with gray hair staring at her.

The old man sat right above the living room, surrounded by many guests.

Ji Xinqing's heart clattered for a while, cold instant invasion bone marrow.

That's Mr. Gu?

Aware of Ji Xinqing's rigid posture, Tang Jinyao gently shakes the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, then looks up and slowly scans the living room.

"What's your opinion?"

The air was steeply dull for a few seconds.

Finally, a voice broke the awkward silence.

"No, no, master Tang, go on."

The hall became lively again. What should we do? What are we still doing? However, everyone knew that Gu's birthday was not peaceful after all