Chapter 93: Your Daddy Wants to Eat

Song Qingwan suddenly had an epiphany.

She thought so.

How could this old man suddenly change into a different person? Turns out he misses Li Li...oh no, he’s thinking about his fish!

"We won’t be coming back for a while."

Lu Junhan didn’t speak much, but when he did, it was an indifferent sentence.

No warmth whatsoever, just a plain statement.

Song Qingwan opened her mouth. In the past couple of days, she had noticed changes in the old man. He was not quite the same as when he was young. Although he had become more irritable, he also cared more about family.

So she believed that the old man always caused them trouble at the company because he was lonely and wanted to force Lu Junhan, his grandson, to come back and accompany him.

Maybe the old man wasn’t that cold-hearted.

Thinking this, and seeing Lu Junhan treat the old man like this, she couldn’t help but feel a bit reluctant.

Just as she was about to say a few good words for the old man, after all, the old man really valued Lu Junhan as his grandson, she saw the old man give Lu Junhan an extremely disdainful look.

"Come if you want, I don’t care. I couldn’t care less even if you died outside! Just bring my great-granddaughter here."

Song Qingwan: "???"

Wait a minute, Dad, aren’t you a traditional sexist? Did you get something wrong?

Lu Junhan was indeed Lu Junhan; even in such an awkward situation, there wasn’t a trace of change in his icy expression, he remained frigid, with a cold, unfeeling sentence:

"No time."

The old man quickly replied:

"That’s easy to fix. I have the time; if you guys don’t, I can come over and see you too. How about tomorrow? Or even today, hey, I might as well go back with you later, that’ll save a car trip...look, I’ve already got my luggage packed."

Song Qingwan: "..."

That old man must be crazy.

Ultimately, the only response to the old man was the sound of a car door slamming shut and Lu Junhan’s cold and mocking laugh: "Keep dreaming!"

The old man: "..."

If you weren’t my grandson, I’d have shot you already!

...

The car first headed back to the Lu Family. Song Qingwan, reluctant to part from the little girl and seeing it was still early, got out of the car with Lu Junhan and the little girl.

They arrived at the Lu Family Villa just before dinner time.

Song Qingwan saw the servant pulling a plump koi carp from the pond and casually asked, "Fish again tonight?"

"Yes, these fish are just right, ready to be eaten."

The servant laughed, "But it’s strange, these fish were all sickly before, but now they’ve grown healthier and fatter in the last few days. So, with you, Young Master Lu, and the little miss coming back, we thought of making red-braised fish..."

The Lu Family carp are not just kept for viewing; they’re raised to be eaten.

The servant had heard early on that Young Master Lu and the little miss were returning this afternoon, and thought of preparing a fish dish.

After all, Young Master Lu loves fish, and presumably, so does the little miss.

In any case, preparing a red-braised fish is never wrong.

Song Qingwan naturally knew that Lu Junhan, the brat, loved eating fish.

She also loved it, especially seeing the big, fat fish the servant pulled out, which would surely taste delicious when cooked.

She laughed softly and coolly said, "Just right, I have nothing else to do today, I’ll cook this fish..."

"No, don’t eat the fish..."

Before Song Qingwan could finish, the little girl pitifully looked at the half-dead koi carp, and softly sobbed:

"Auntie, please don’t eat the fish, they’re so pitiful..."

Song Qingwan remembered how much the little girl liked fish, she chuckled, and her eyes casually glanced at Lu Junhan, who was on the phone again:

"Whether or not this fish gets eaten isn’t up to me, you have to ask your dad, he wants to eat it."