"Something suddenly happened. I won't be returning today." Wang Manpeng's voice became warm.
"Stinky boy, has your old problems re-occurred? You didn't even call even though you were not coming home. I made an entire table to food. Who will eat it!"
Although Wang Manpeng clearly understood that Mrs. Gu's care, criticism, and grumbling was meant for Gu Zhiqian, however, he still missed that king of feeling. After all, it has been a long time since he last felt the warmth of home.
"Then just save those leftovers. I'll return tomorrow, and you can just heat it up for me."
"This child. You hate eating leftovers the most. Even though you are saying such things, when you return, if I really left you leftovers, you will definitely be mad. It's not like that hasn't happened before."