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The Fu family's patriarch waved his hand, "It's all right, I know you handle things appropriately... We were just waiting for the two of you to start dinner, go wash your hands."
"Okay."
Fu Jingshen nodded and then glanced at Yuan Shan in the corner of his eye with indifference like water, leading Gu Nian by the hand straight to the direction of the washroom.
Yuan Shan dared not look straight into Fu Jingshen's eyes, she understood her own son's temperament.
He would never listen to her.
He had just come back and hadn't really given her a proper look, a quick scan, and the disdain was obvious.
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Dinner:
Today's dinner at the Fu family was undoubtedly grand; after all, Ning Ai and Yuan Lang had rarely come back from afar, and as for Gu Wei and Zhang Lin, it was the first family gathering.
The Fu family patriarch was evidently in high spirits, actively urging Gu Nian and Fu Jingshen to eat more.
