The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 570 - 534

The news of Mr. Gu hosting a recognition banquet quickly made it to the trending topics.

What followed was various trending topics about the Gu Family.

Everyone was discussing why Mr. Gu wanted to host a recognition banquet.

Who was the recognition banquet for?

Besides Gu Yicheng, who else is in Mr. Gu’s family?

Also, why is the recognition banquet being held in Jin City and not at the Gu Family?

What’s the attitude from the side in the Capital City?

In just a few minutes, the discussion online became very heated.

Gu Yanjing clicked into the news for a look, then exited Weibo and made a call to the Gu Mansion.

He asked someone to unplug the internet cable at the Gu Mansion.

After speaking, he hung up.

Qiao Yuxian looked at him, somewhat shocked, "You’re using this method to keep it from Grandpa."

"Yes," Gu Yanjing replied.

Qiao Yuxian listened to his indifferent response, seeming like he didn’t care about the recognition banquet at all.

She blinked her eyes and then said, "You... you might as well let me wipe out all the trending topics. Much cleaner."

"No need. People should know." Gu Yanjing said, touching her face.

Qiao Yuxian understood what he meant.

It can’t be hidden; people will find out.

"Then why did you..." Qiao Yuxian started.

"Save some time for lunch," Gu Yanjing said. "What do you want for lunch?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Yuxian’s stomach cooperatively growled.

Qiao Yuxian instinctively held her breath for a moment.

Gu Yanjing looked at her, placing his hand on her stomach, raising his eyebrows lightly, "Hungry."

Qiao Yuxian pressed her lips together, nodded, "Fighting really drains energy."

Gu Yanjing lowered his eyes, his gaze landed on her stomach, a gentle and ambiguous smile in his eyes. He lightly rubbed her stomach and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Qiao Yuxian didn’t notice anything amiss and said, "I want to eat Aunt Chen Hui’s cooking."

Gu Yanjing raised his eyes, watching her lowered eyelashes. After two seconds, he kissed her eyelids and said, "Should we call ahead?"

"Yes," Qiao Yuxian responded, "If we go suddenly, there might not be enough food."

"Okay," Gu Yanjing said, "I’ll have Meng Yan come back."

"Alright," Qiao Yuxian returned to the seat on the other side and called Chen Hui.

Gu Yanjing sent a message to Meng Yan to come back.

Meng Yan returned quickly, and when he got in the car, Qiao Yuxian noticed his ears were red.

"Mr. Gu, Madam," Meng Yan greeted.

His voice seemed a bit unnatural, quite stiff.

"To the Qiao Family," Gu Yanjing instructed.

"Yes," Meng Yan replied.

Qiao Yuxian looked at him, after a while said, "Meng Yan, where did you just go?"

"I, I..." Meng Yan’s eyes shifted, stuttering as he couldn’t speak.

Qiao Yuxian stifled a laugh and continued, "I saw you were very rushed just now. Why so urgent?"

"I, my stomach hurt, was in a bit of a hurry," Meng Yan made up an excuse.

Qiao Yuxian chuckled and said, "Oh. I thought..."

"Nothing, nothing," Meng Yan quickly replied.

"I haven’t said anything yet. What’s nothing?" Qiao Yuxian teased.

The driver’s seat seemed to sprout spikes; Meng Yan could barely sit still.

Gu Yanjing sat beside her, letting her tease.

Qiao Yuxian laughed, "Just teasing you. Let’s go. To my house."

"Yes." Meng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, started the car.

Qiao Yuxian was in a good mood, humming a tune in the back.

Once at the Qiao Family, Qiao Yuxian quickly got out of the car and dashed into the living room.

"Auntie." In the living room, not seeing Chen Hui, she first saw Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu seemed like he was just about to head towards the kitchen; hearing her voice, he turned to look at her.

Qiao Yuxian stopped her footsteps and said, "Dad, you’re home."

"What? As soon as you come home, you call for your aunt?" Qiao Yu seemed a bit jealous.

Qiao Yuxian laughed and said, "I thought you weren’t home."

"If I’m home, you’d call me first?" Qiao Yu added.

"Hmm..." Qiao Yuxian pondered and said, "Where’s Auntie?"

Qiao Yu looked at her, not telling her.

Qiao Yuxian giggled.

Gu Yanjing entered the living room and rescued Qiao Yuxian, "Uncle Qiao."

Qiao Yuxian immediately ran towards the kitchen.

Qiao Yu watched her back with increasing jealousy.

Since the last time Chen Hui got injured and Gu Yanjing brought two aunts over.

The cooking aunt has been here.

If they don’t have time, then Auntie cooks.

When they have time, Chen Hui cooks and the aunt assists.

Chen Hui was busy in the kitchen, being helped by the aunt.

Qiao Yuxian entered the kitchen, "Auntie."

"Yu Xian," Chen Hui greeted.

Chen Hui was very pleased because Qiao Yuxian called to say she wanted to come home for dinner.

She even mentioned for the first time what she wanted to eat.

Chen Hui felt she was treating her less distantly.

Qiao Yuxian walked into the kitchen and greeted the family aunt.

Then she looked at the soup being simmered.

"Smells so good," Qiao Yuxian commented.

Chen Hui said, "The braised pork will be ready soon. This soup is something I just experimented with a few days ago. It tastes good. You’ll have to try it."

"Okay." Qiao Yuxian watched the steam rising from the soup.

Seeing her watching, Chen Hui found a small bowl, served a little for her, "Try it first."

Qiao Yuxian took it, blowing on it to cool, and tasted a small sip.

Indeed, it was delicious.

Light and fresh.

"How is it?" Chen Hui asked.

"Mm, it’s good," Qiao Yuxian said, lowered her gaze and slowly sipped the soup.

Chen Hui watched her, feeling like she had something on her mind.

After a while, Qiao Yuxian finished the soup and placed the bowl beside her.

Chen Hui asked, "Yu Xian, is there something on your mind?"

Qiao Yuxian looked at her, after a few seconds, stepped forward and hugged Chen Hui.

Because she was a little taller than Chen Hui, Qiao Yuxian slightly bent down, resting her forehead on her shoulder.

Chen Hui was completely stunned, her eyes straightened.

This was something she had never expected.

Her hands stiff in the air, it took her a while to come to her senses, patting Qiao Yuxian on the back.

Her actions were gentle, very tender.

Qiao Yuxian held onto her without moving or speaking.

Chen Hui’s hand slowly patted her back, softly asking, "What’s wrong?"

Qiao Yuxian shifted a bit, her eyes pressed against her shoulder, still without speaking.

Afraid if she spoke, her voice would be odd.

Chen Hui didn’t press her further, just continued to pat her back, comforting her.

After a while, Qiao Yuxian moved again and said, "Auntie, the soup is just too good."

"So, you’re moved by the soup?" Chen Hui asked.

"Mm." Qiao Yuxian let go of her and stepped back.

Chen Hui looked at her somewhat reddened eyes: "If you like it, come back often. Whenever you want it, there will be some."

"Yes," Qiao Yuxian nodded.

Chen Hui raised her hand to tuck her stray hair back: "When you’re not busy, come stay for a few days. Don’t overthink anything. This is home. With your dad and me here. Though I may not be of much help, I can cook delicious food. Handle logistics, ensure you’re well-fed."

Qiao Yuxian laughed, "Then you’re the most important one. Having food is a big deal."

"That’s why your dad is afraid of me," Chen Hui said, "Because if he gets on my bad side, he’ll starve."

Qiao Yuxian laughed again.