In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

"Nandesga (What's going on)?"

Guan Gu Shenqi was shocked when he heard his father say that sugar should be added to silver sturgeon. You know, when he was 18 years old and 32 years old, he was spanked for putting some sugar in the sauce of silver sturgeon, and he was spanked in public.

But before Guan Gu Shenqi could finish being shocked, Guan Gu Kenjiro continued to speak along with this sentence. It seemed that he had been holding these words in for a long time and now he couldn't help but say them out.

"This teriyaki silver sturgeon dish was inspired by my unworthy child. Although adding sugar disrupts the ancestral recipe, the sugar can overcome the bitterness of the fish. This is a bold innovation. I modified the recipe eight years ago."

"Oh my God, Dad actually changed the recipe." Guan Gu Shenqi looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar father in front of him in disbelief.

"I actually really want to say sorry to him, and for this purpose I even created a new dish, which is this magical scallion pancake." Kenjiro Sekiya's words were full of apology.

"Don't worry, I will bring this dish back." Yang Yu's voice came again.

Kenjiro Sekiya nodded with a smile and handed over the magical scallion pancake that he had prepared long ago in a box. Then the video disappeared, and Sekiya Shenqi took off his glasses with a sense of loss.

What caught his eye was the box containing the magical scallion pancake. Guan Gu Shenqi slowly stretched out his trembling hands. The image just now was still lingering in his mind. For a moment, Guan Gu Shenqi felt as if he was taking the box handed to him by his father.

Open the compartment under the box where the glasses were originally placed, and you will find the magical scallion pancake underneath.

Guan Gu Shenqi carefully picked up the scallion pancake. There seemed to be some warmth left on the pancake. Guan Gu Shenqi picked it up as carefully as if it were a treasure. He put it to his mouth and took a light bite.

With a crisp sound, the fragrance seemed to bloom in the taste buds.

"It's delicious, really delicious." Guan Gu Shenqi couldn't help sobbing with tears in his eyes.

At this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang, and Guan Gu Shenqi subconsciously answered the call.

"Is that you, Sekiya?" Kenjiro Sekiya's voice came from the phone.

"Oh, Dad," Guan Gu Shenqi was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "The cake is delicious."

Suddenly the light flickered and then returned to calm, which scared Guan Gu Shenqi.

"Really?" Kenjiro Sekiya's gentle laughter came from the phone again, attracting Sekiya Shenqi's attention again and making him unable to help laughing.

"There is no such thing as deep hatred between father and son in this world, don't you think?" narrator said.

"Then come back and inherit the family business. You're dead in the comics world anyway, completely dead." Kenjiro Sekiya's blunt accusation instantly shattered Sekiya's magical and beautiful fantasy of a loving father and a filial son.

"What? Even if I die and jump from here, I will not go back to inherit the family business." Guan Gu Shenqi was suddenly furious.

"What?" Kenjiro Sekiya was very angry. Are you going to disobey me even after your death?

The two began to curse at each other, with all kinds of chicken language and Chinese language flying around.

"I think I spoke a little too early." Narrator.

the other side.

"Zhanbo, what's wrong with you?" Yang Yu, who came out of 3602 and was about to go upstairs through 3601, noticed Lu Zhanbo's current state and couldn't help asking curiously.

At this moment, Lu Zhanbo stared at the landline phone in front of him, as if trying to use his telekinesis to move him.

"I'm going to call Ada, I'm planning it." Lu Zhanbo looked excited.

"Ada? Who is Ada?" Hu Yifei, who was busy in the kitchen, asked curiously, "Yang Yu, are you back? Where's my gift?"

"Here, there's a juicer too." Yang Yu took out a gift from his bag and handed it over.

"Juicer?" Hu Yifei was stunned at first, then she was pleasantly surprised. "Great, you're worthy of me. I just happened to break the juicer when I was using it to squeeze meat yesterday, so it comes in handy now."

"Juicing meat with a juicer?" Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt relieved that he had escaped a disaster.

"No one pays attention to me?" Lu Zhanbo felt a little weird at this moment. It might be because he was dissatisfied with being ignored, but it was more likely because he felt a little nauseous after learning about the preparation of yesterday's dinner.

"Sorry, sorry, uh, what were you about to say just now?" Hu Yifei was confused for a moment.

"It seems to be something like Ada?" Yang Yu recalled.

"It's Ada." Lu Zhanbo said impatiently.

"You're not pursuing Wanyu anymore?" Yang Yu asked curiously.

"It's all because of that crappy game you played last time. Now Wanyu looks down on me. Actually, I even look down on myself a little bit now." Lu Zhanbo complained resentfully.

"Is there a possibility that it's not a problem with the game?" Yang Yu looked thoughtful.

Lu Zhanbo looked at Yang Yu in disbelief. If it wasn’t a problem with the game, could it be my own problem?

Yang Yu gave Lu Zhanbo a firm look and said, "Don't doubt it, it's your problem."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about these. The most urgent thing now is how is the girl you are pursuing now?" Hu Yifei hurriedly interrupted the two people who were arguing about who was the one with the problem, and asked Lu Zhanbo curiously.

"We work in the same building, and we are lucky to meet each other. Just yesterday, we met by chance in a cafe." Lu Zhanbo's expression was full of smiles and his words were full of laughter.

"Alright, kid." Hu Yifei patted Lu Zhanbo's shoulder with a look of satisfaction on her face. Her own pig had finally learned to dig up cabbage. "So you chatted with her?"

Lu Zhanbo smiled complacently, indicating that the meaning was not self-evident.

Lu Zhanbo's inner monologue: "Okay, actually, I followed her all the way from the company to the cafe, crossing eight streets, and she didn't even notice me. So we just ran into each other by chance. What? A pervert who's following me around? You must be kidding. The famous pickup artist, Mr. Lu Xiaobu, taught us that fate is something you have to create yourself."

"She also left you her phone number?" Hu Yifei climbed onto the sofa happily.

"She said she would call me, but I think, as a boy, I should be more proactive. What do you think, sister?" Lu Zhanbo rubbed his chin proudly.

"wait."

When Hu Yifei heard this, she was so excited that she somersaulted off the sofa. Then she ran to the side in a hurry, took out three incense sticks from somewhere, and bowed towards the photo.

"Thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, and thank you for decades of sleepless protection. Zhanbo finally realized today that he is a man." After saying this, Hu Yifei bowed solemnly three times.