Mr Gu s First Doting Marriage - Chapter 608

Chapter 608: Chapter 609: That Name is a Taboo

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Make dumplings?

Fang Zhengdong thought he must have misheard.

Gu Qichen was already giving him orders, “First, clean the celery we just bought and chop it into small pieces.”

Fang Zhengdong sighed to himself.

He just knew the CEO wouldn’t give him a break that easily.

But Fang Zhengdong was curious.

Why had the CEO suddenly decided to cook, and of all things, make the particularly tedious task of preparing dumplings.

Fang Zhengdong grabbed the ingredients from the refrigerator, speaking as he did, “I thought you didn’t like dumplings, sir?”

Actually, Gu Qichen was not very fond of flour-based food.

Having worked for him for many years, Fang Zhengdong knew well about his dietary preferences.

Gu Qichen replied naturally, “I’m making it for Summer. After falling into a deep sleep, all he can eat is something easily digestible. Dumplings are perfect for this as they are nutritionally balanced.”

Fang Zhengdong continued to be baffled.

All this for little Tuanzi?

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CEO, are you considering Tuanzi as your own child now?

Are you aware that the company works are piling up, and the managers of various departments are waiting for your meetings?

And yet, you still find spare time to cook dumplings for Tuanzi?

Of course, these words, Fang Zhengdong only dared to mutter in his stomach.

Outwardly, he would have to praiseong, “With skills like yours, you are a perfect house-husband. You’ll make someone a good husband and a great dad in the future.”

The dumpling making process was quite tedious, from preparing the stuffing, to kneading and rolling out the dough, to finally packing the dumplings.

It took the two grown men nearly an afternoon to make a whole table full of dumplings.

It was enough dumplings to feed Tuanzi for about half a month.

Fang Zhengdong asked, “Sir, didn’t you say that Tuanzi’s parents will be coming to take Tuanzi home in the next couple of days. There are so many dumplings, how can he finish all of these?”

Gu Qichen frowned slightly, “Prepare a mini-fridge. If there’s anything left, he can take it with him.”

Fang Zhengdong was speechless.

CEO, little Tuanzi lives in the United States.

Do you expect him to take a refrigerator all the way back home?

They wouldn’t be short of this small amount of food supplies, would they?

But no matter what Gu Qichen said, Fang Zhengdong had to do accordingly.

In the evening, Tuanzi woke up.

Gu Qichen just finished cooking a pot of dumplings.

That night, Gu Qichen had Fang Zhengdong stay for dinner as well.

The stuffing was prepared by the CEO and the dumplings were wrapped by the CEO.

Fang Zhengdong merely assisted.

Fang Zhengdong never expected the dumplings cooked by the CEO to be so delicious.

Fang Zhengdong ate a lot. After putting down his chopsticks, he praised, “Your cooking skills are superb, sir. No wonder Miss Xia always said that you’re a great chef whose skills have been wasted by being a CEO.”

Upon saying these words, Fang Zhengdong felt a sudden, inexplicable discomfort in his heart.

For all these years, when around Gu Qichen, he had always been careful with his words.

That person’s name had always been a taboo.

Perhaps it was because the CEO had treated him like a friend today that he had unknowingly crossed the line.

Sure enough, Gu Qichen’s face had turned cold.

Fang Zhengdong was about to apologize when-

Tuanzi suddenly said, “Uncle, I want another bowl. The dumplings you made are the most delicious I have ever had.”

Being praised by Tuanzi in such a way, Gu Qichen’s originally gloomy face quickly softened.

He even revealed a bit of a smile, “I’ll get you more. If you like them, eat more.”

For the first time, Fang Zhengdong was so thankful for Tuanzi. He felt like Tuanzi had just saved his life.

Fang Zhengdong eagerly stood up, “Sir, let me do it.”

After dinner, Fang Zhengdong went home.

Tuanzi went to the study to read on his own.

Meanwhile, Xia Yangyang’s car was parked under a sycamore tree outside Maple Villa.

She had followed Xia Ye’s location all the way from Beijing…