Song Jiayin was enjoying her meal extremely happily. Originally, she was afraid that Gong Yichen and his grandfather would get used to eating those precious delicacies and that they might not be used to eating the normal dishes she cooked, but after hearing the grandfather and grandson constantly praising him, she was truly happy as she looked at the chopsticks in their hands without stopping.

Song Jiayin looked at the table, which was originally full of delicious dishes, but had been annihilated. Seeing that Gong Yichen and the old man were both eating with satisfaction, Song Jiayin also had a sense of accomplishment.

After the old man had eaten his fill, he put down the exquisite tableware in his hands and nodded towards Song Jiayin in satisfaction, "Aiya, I never thought that you would be such a good girl. It's been a long time since I've had such a simple yet delicious dish. Not bad. "

Hearing the old man praise herself in such a way, Song Jiayin found it hard to hide the joy in her heart. She blinked his big eyes and said seriously, "Hehe, I was afraid that you wouldn't get used to it. The next time you want to eat it, tell me and I'll make it for you. "

The old tutor nodded happily in agreement when he heard this.

As they chatted, the servants also quickly cleaned up the dining table and put down the various cut fruits.

Gong Yichen looked dotingly at Song Jiayin, took her hand and carefully flipped it over, then said with an expression of heartache: "You can't let her continue doing this. With such a good-looking hand, it'll hurt my heart if I injure her," After speaking, he seemed worried, and carefully looked through it again.

When Song Jiayin heard Gong Yichen say that in front of the old man, her little face immediately blushed red. Glancing at Gong Yichen, she immediately retracted her hand out of shyness.

Seeing Song Jiayin's embarrassed look, Gong Yichen purposely used his big hands to grip her small hands tightly without letting go. Song Jiayin was also not convinced, while staring at the beautiful almond eyes and pouting his mouth, he wanted to take back his hand.

Not long later, the two of them seemed to have forgotten the existence of the old man as they seriously played the 'fight over' game.

The old tutor could see the sweetness in their eyes. He hadn't thought that his cold and aloof grandson would have the time to be so gentle and affectionate with others.

It seemed that he had met a suitable person this time. The old tutor thought with satisfaction.

After the game ended, Song Jiayin finally took back her hand, turned her head and said to the old man: "Grandfather, it's getting late, I need to go upstairs and take a bath. You and Yi Chen chat, so I won't be accompanying you. "

The old man nodded his head in agreement. Song Jiayin then went upstairs, leaving the two of them behind.

Only the two men and some servants remained, and the atmosphere had dropped as compared to the joyous laughter from before.

Gong Yichen thought about Song Jiayin in his heart. Seeing that the old man didn't say anything, she stood up, bowed and said respectfully, "If there's nothing else, I'll be returning to my room first. You should rest early too." Just as she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to head back up the stairs to his room.

"Stop," The old man called out to Gong Yichen, signalling for the servant not to follow him, then walked over to Gong Yichen's side and said, "Come with me to the study room. I have something to ask you."

Gong Yichen frowned slightly, nodded his head, and supported the old man up the stairs to the study room.

In the spacious and exquisite study, the old man sat on the office chair while Gong Yichen sat on the side, waiting for the old man to ask questions.

The old man did not say a word and picked up the photo of Gong Yichen and Song Jiayin that was placed on the table, looking at the photo, Song Jiayin was smiling happily, and although Gong Yichen did not grin, he could tell from the look in his eyes that he was deep in love with Song Jiayin. The old man smiled in satisfaction, put down the picture in his hand and looked at Gong Yichen.

"Have you prepared a feast yet?" The old man asked.

Gong Yichen nodded earnestly and replied.

"You have to prepare well as well. Since you are one of us from the Gong Family, you have to introduce her to others for this family banquet," the old man said to Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen was very respectful to the old man as he sat to the side and waited for the old man to continue asking questions. Actually, when he went upstairs, he was still thinking that the old man had some sort of problem with Song Jiayin. But from the looks of it, the old man had truly recognized Song Jiayin as his granddaughter-in-law.

"To tell you the truth, I am very satisfied with this daughter-in-law of mine. Kid, you have quite the good eye." "Although she's not some rich young miss and she's the right person, those girls are exactly the same."

Hearing these words, Gong Yichen knew that the old man liked Song Jiayin, so he was not embarrassed. He replied, "That's only natural, how could grandfather have bad eyes?"

The old man looked at his proud grandson, pursed his lips, picked up the teacup in front of him, lowered his head to take a few sips, and then said to Gong Yichen: "Humph, don't be too proud. I am indeed a good girl when I come in contact with this girl. However, you always have a cold personality and easy black face, don't scare people away. Jia Yin, this girl, is gentle, virtuous and obedient. It will not be easy to find such a good wife in the future.

After Gong Yichen heard this, he began to ponder in his heart. Song Jiayin was indeed a good girl, the two of them had been at loggerheads before, and had been angry before. Now that everything was stable, he must treat her well and keep her by his side.

Gong Yichen opened his thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked at the old man seriously, and firmly replied: "Grandfather, I will treat her well."

The old man relaxed when he saw Gong Yichen being so serious. He knew that his grandson had really fallen in love with that girl. Judging from the way they ate just now, the two seemed to be getting along quite well. They also had a good temper and believed that they would be able to live a good life in the future.

Subsequently, the old man stood up with a smile and walked to Gong Yichen's side. He held his grandson's shoulder mysteriously, as if he had something important to say. Gong Yichen also did not move. He actually furrowed his brows a little nervously, as he sat there and waited for the old man to speak.

The old man came closer and changed his serious expression from his usual deep and affectionate one. He said in a low voice, "Granddaughter-in-law's cooking is so delicious. I'll take it away with me for two days. Are you going to agree?"

Gong Yichen thought that the old man had something important to say at work, but he didn't expect that he would actually be able to eat something cooked by his own wife and wanted to borrow his own wife. The usually aloof looking down on him before he secretly pursed his lips and laughed, he then replied, "If you like it, come often."

When the old man heard that there was no more expression on his face, he frowned and looked at Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen sat on the chair and did not say a word.

"What, do you want to come over for dinner? Is it not okay for me to borrow it?" "Why are you so unwilling to part with it?" The old man teased on purpose.

Gong Yichen also deliberately played along and joked around with the old man: "Cough cough …. How much... "Yes, some."

"Hahaha …" Just like that, the grandfather-grandson pair began to joke in the study room with great enthusiasm. When the servants outside the door heard the grandpa and grandson chatting happily about something in the room, they were all curious.

After chatting for a while, the Old Master suddenly remembered that Song Jiayin had been stuttering to Gong Xuezhen this afternoon. He thought that his grandson and his wife had gotten along so well and should know the reason why, so he asked.

"Xue Zhen came here before. I saw that she doesn't like this little girl. It seems that there has been some conflict. In the afternoon, when I was in the garden, I asked the girl again, but she refused to tell me.