Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

The atmosphere became a little subtle for a while, and the old man and the old housekeeper turned their attention to An Ruixin.

But the source of all this is still expressionless, and there is no trace of guilt and panic.

On the other hand, Ji Mingcheng, who had just walked in from the outside and heard the old man's words, stopped at his feet and twitched the corners of his mouth. He didn't enter, and he didn't enter, his face was distorted.

The surprise and anger on Mr. Ji's face did not seem to be fake, An Ruixin quickly realized that something was wrong, and asked again tentatively, "Does Grandpa Ji like soup?"

"Of course, I drink soup every meal." The old man said with a serious face, and then gave the old housekeeper a wink and asked him to testify for himself.

The old butler smiled and said in a timely manner: "Yes, the old man likes soup the most, and at least two bowls of soup are required for each meal."

"Is that so." An Ruixin got the exact answer, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she glanced at Ji Chengze not far away with a half-smile.

"What's wrong? Who did you hear that I don't like soup?" Seeing An Ruixin's thoughtful expression, the old man frowned and asked again.

"No, maybe I heard it wrong." An Ruixin shook her head with a smile, squinted her eyes and said meaningfully, "I thought it was strange before, you and Mr. Ji are grandsons no matter how you say it, and it is reasonable to say that the taste should be That's right, how come one likes soup and the other doesn't..."

An Ruixin's words are not too straightforward, but what a shrewd man the old man is, how can he not hear the meaning of An Ruixin's words?

After thinking for a moment, the old man understood the twists and turns. On the one hand, he rejoiced in his heart that the iron tree, which has not bloomed for ten thousand years, finally had a day of enlightenment, but on the other hand, he felt resentful and angry at his eldest grandson's unconscience!

I almost lost my head here because of his life-long event, but this guy is secretly robbing him for soup!

The old man glared at his eldest grandson very dissatisfied, and snorted coldly: "Yes, it must be Xiao An, you must have heard it wrong, Grandpa Ji, I like soup, I like soup! Xiao An specially stewed soup for Grandpa Ji, Grandpa Ji must drink them all today."

The old man emphasized all the two words, and as expected, he saw Ji Chengze glancing at him coldly.

The old man snorted coldly in his heart, as if it was not enough, and continued: "Just right, I didn't eat very much at noon, so I want to drink these soups now, Xiao An, you shouldn't mind, right?"

"Of course not." An Ruixin was stunned for a moment. Although she was a little inexplicable about the old man's proposal, she still smiled and handed over the heat preservation bucket in her hand, "The soup is still warm, Grandpa Ji can drink it while it's hot."

The old man nodded, gave the eldest grandson a proud look, and walked to the dining table with An Ruixin.

Ji Chengze received this look from the old man, and the expression on his face instantly turned gloomy.

As soon as the lid of the thermal insulation bucket was lifted, a strong fragrance wafted out, causing everyone present to be greedy.

The old man said that not having enough to eat was just an excuse, but now I feel a little greedy when I smell this fragrance.

The old man is not the only one who thinks this way. Ji Chengze smelled the fragrance, and couldn't help but glance at the man standing beside the old man with a gentle smile, his throat rolled indistinctly.

He felt as if he was… a little hungry.