She heard Gu Jingting say that Guan Tong and Tang Ling are high school classmates, come from a family of entertainment, their mother is a national first-class actor, their father is a well-known actor, and their family is quite wealthy.

However, compared with the Tang family, such a family background is still much worse.

However, Guan Tong has good character and temperament, and is very capable of tolerating the temper of Tang Ling. The two of them fell in love and had a smooth journey.

Mrs. Tang and his wife did not dislike Guan Tong's background, as long as their daughter is happy.

It can be seen that Mrs. Tang and his wife really love their daughter.

Mrs. Tang, Tang Ling and Guan Tong sat in the hall and talked, while Lin Yike was called into the kitchen by Gu Jingxi to help.

In the kitchen, servants are busy.

Gu Jingxi handed apron to Lin Yike.

"Come here to help me."

"oh."

Lin Yike nodded obediently and tied his apron around his waist.

Then he followed Gu Jingxi and walked to a large round table.

On the round table, there were dough tables and two bowls of mixed dumpling fillings.

Gu Jingxi rolled up her sleeves and asked, "Can you make dumplings?"

Gu Jingxi just asked casually, she had never met someone who could not make dumplings.

As a result, Lin Yike approached her, shook her head, and replied in a low voice, "No."

Gu Jingxi: "..." She sighed helplessly, picked up a rolled dumpling skin, put some meat filling on the dough skin, then moved her fingertips, and after a few strokes, she pinched a dumpling in the shape of an ingot.

“Have you learned it?”

Gu Jingxi asked.

Lin Yike: "..." She was nervous and didn't see clearly at all.

Gu Jingxi was even more helpless and picked up another dumpling skin, filled it with movements, and pinched another dumpling.

This time, Lin Yike finally saw it clearly.

He quickly imitated her and pinched a fat and round little ingot like a decent look.

It's almost exactly the same as Gu Jingxi's.

Gu Jingxi took a look and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, it's pretty good."

At least, children can teach.

Lin Yike put the dumplings in his hand on the panel, picked up another dumpling skin, and wrapped them carefully.

Lin Yike makes dumplings, and Gu Jingxi rolls out dumpling skins.

The two of them were working and talking.

"I have seen your mother several times before in City A.

At that time, the Qin family was in full swing, and Qin Fei was a real noble family.

Hasn't she taught you how to cook?"

Lin Yike shook his head, "No."

Gu Jingxi: "... Then, what have she taught you?"

"I have learned some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as dance and vocal music.

My mother said that you don’t have to be good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but you must understand something so as not to lose face.”

Lin can answer.

Gu Jingxi: "..." "Mom, why are you divided into two pots of dumpling fillings?"

Lin Yike asked.

"Jing Ting specifically told me that you don't eat fatty meat.

So, this pot was specially divided, without any meat or fish."

Gu Jingxi said.

"oh."

Lin Yike lowered his head and his cheeks were slightly red.

After the dumplings are wrapped, put them in the pot.

Lin Yike watched the dumplings he made were put into boiling water and then cooked them out. Bai Yingying's dumplings looked very appetizing, and Lin Yike suddenly felt very accomplished.

After the dumplings were served, Lin Yike personally served them on the table.

At this time, everyone was already sitting at the table.

Gu Jingting had her place beside him.

"You packed this plate?"

Gu Jingting asked, pointing to a plate of dumplings in front of him.

"How did you guess?"

Lin Yike looked surprised.

"The dumplings you made are smaller than those made by mom, so I'm afraid I can't hold them."

Gu Jingting smiled and put the dumplings into his mouth.

“Is it delicious?”

Lin Yike looked at him with a serious look on his face.

"fine."

Gu Jingting replied with a smile.

"Then you eat more."

Lin Yike took the chopsticks and picked up another dumpling and put it into his bowl.

And, looking at him, smiled sweetly.

Lin Yike is really good at laughing, like the morning glow and the sunshine, shaking people's eyes for no reason.

Even Guan Tong, who was sitting opposite him, was stunned for a moment.

Beautiful things will make people feel pleasing to the eye, but Guan Tong is a person with upright character, and his beauty is limited to appreciation.

But Tang Ling was very unhappy when she saw Guan Tong staring at Lin Yike.

She pouted, reached out to hold Guan Tong's arm, and pulled Guan Tong's gaze back.

“Eat dumplings.”

Guan Tong put a dumpling in Tang Ling's bowl.

However, Miss Tang Ling had a bad temper and directly picked up the dumplings from the bowl and threw them on the table.

"I don't like pork stuffing."

Regarding Tang Ling's unreasonable act, Guan Tong just shook her head helplessly, and with a good temper, he picked up one from another plate for her.

"Eat this, this one is made of beef. I have tasted it and it tastes good."

"Lingling, don't mess around."

Mrs. Tang touched her with her elbow without a trace, for fear that this ignorant daughter would have something to do.

Tang Ling pouted, held her breath, picked up the dumplings and took a bite.

After dinner, Mrs. Tang took Tang Ling and Guan Tong to say goodbye.

The servant packed up the dishes, and Mrs. Tang and Gu Jingxi sat in the living room watching TV and chatting. Gu Jingting was called to the study by Tang Zhanfeng again.

Lin Yike went back to his room early.

After taking a shower, she dryed her hair, she hid directly in the small sofa in front of the window and flipped the script. After she had been translated for more than half of the script, she was about to fall asleep. Gu Jingting came back.

"Why did you come back?"

Lin Yike asked while rubbing his eyes.

"I'm going to join the army tomorrow, so I'll give you a few more words."

Gu Jingting replied in a gentle voice, naturally stretching out his arms to hug her.

"oh."

Lin Yike responded, leaned into his arms, and asked again, "What time is it?"

"It's almost ten o'clock."

He answered.
To be continued...