MGASC -Chapter 217 No Matter What, I Can’t Get Enough of You

Perhaps she still had no idea just how alluring she was.

Zhang Qiao’s cheeks flushed red all of a sudden. When she recalled the passionate scene at the guesthouse that day, even the barbecue in her mouth seemed to lose its flavor.

“Lin Tianyue, you’re such a pervert!”

Lin Tianyue smiled sheepishly, his burning gaze never leaving her—like a big dog eagerly waiting for a treat.

After Zhang Qiao finally finished eating, she went to the kitchen to wash her hands. Lin Tianyue followed right behind her.

While she was still rinsing her hands, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, kissing the back of her neck and her ear.

“Lin Tianyue, don’t tell me you want a cumin-flavored kiss?”

Her legs went weak. She pushed him away and, before he could catch up, hurried into the bathroom.

When she finished her shower and opened the door, she found Lin Tianyue leaning against the wall outside, having waited there the whole time.

Her skin, steamed by the hot water, glowed fair with a rosy tint—fresh and luminous, like a newly blossomed rose, delicate and radiant.

Holding a towel, she was still drying her hair. When her eyes met his intense, possessive gaze, she unconsciously swallowed.

Lin Tianyue stepped forward, took the towel from her hand, and gently rubbed her hair dry.

They stood facing each other in silence—until the towel slipped, and he cupped her face and kissed her.

Afraid of disturbing others and worried about bumping into their daughter, Lin Tianyue could only settle for placing Zhang Qiao onto the single armchair in the bedroom. The chair was just big enough for her alone. Reclining there, her slender pale legs wrapped around his lean waist, welcoming his overwhelming kisses.

Afterward, the two of them fell asleep in each other’s arms, while Xia Xia was moved to the innermost side of the bed.

He first patted his daughter gently, then turned back to hold Zhang Qiao, doting on her—kissing her small earlobe, rubbing her hair, pinching her cheek—unable to get enough of her no matter what.

“Qiaoqiao, how about we get Xia Xia a crib?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qiao twisted his arm in response.

In the darkness, Lin Tianyue laughed silently. These days were so sweet—it felt as though even his dreams tasted of sugar.

…

At breakfast the next morning, the three kids stared at the extra plate of roasted lamb chunks on the table, puzzled.

Lin Jin was full of question marks. “Huh? Did we have lamb last night?”

Lin Ran picked up a piece and tasted it. “I don’t think so… but it’s pretty good.”

Lin Jin added, “I don’t remember either… Dad, did you make this in the morning?”

Zhang Qiao kept her head down, drinking her porridge without a word, and secretly kicked Lin Tianyue under the table.

Unfortunately, she kicked the wrong person—it was Lin Xun.

Lin Xun quickly scolded his two younger brothers. “Can’t you eat without talking? Just eat what’s in front of you.”

Before long, the phone rang. It was Gu Yu.

Gu Yu’s grandmother was coming to Jiangcheng for the New Year and to recuperate. He told Lin Tianyue that he would be going to the airport to pick her up and wouldn’t be going to the company today.

10 a.m., Airport.

Gu Yu and Gu Junye stood together, waiting for their grandmother.

Before she arrived, Gu Junye checked his watch again.

Gu Yu said, “What’s the rush? Your business isn’t even that busy.”

“I’m not rushing.”

Gu Junye glanced at him sideways. “I heard you bought shares in Kemanlou. What were you thinking? Not investing in your own family’s business, but helping outsiders instead. And your judgment’s so poor. Let me warn you in advance—within three months, Kemanlou will definitely collapse. You’d better withdraw your money early, or you’ll end up with nothing.”

Gu Yu already disliked listening to his cousin talk, and now he frowned in annoyance. “Enough, Gu Junye. Do you think Jiangcheng is the capital, and you get the final say everywhere? Even in the capital, you wouldn’t rank that high. Stop acting so full of yourself. Have you forgotten how you were caught off guard on your opening day?”

Gu Junye snorted. “I wasn’t prepared at the time. Who knew these country folks would play dirty tricks, using some so-called ‘beauty economy’? To put it bluntly, isn’t it just selling sex appeal?”

Gu Yu was so angry he nearly choked. “People with dirty eyes see everything as dirty! Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to. Bringing Grandma here for a vacation is just an excuse—you really want the family to invest in you. Gu Junye, take it easy. The family’s money isn’t enough for you to squander.”

The two of them had always loved bickering. This time, they nearly came to blows—until Grandma Gu arrived.

They immediately put on the appearance of filial grandsons, smiling warmly as they stepped forward to greet her.

Although Grandma Gu had a full head of silver hair, she looked energetic and in good health.

“I saw you two from far away, squabbling like fighting cocks. You’ve never gotten along since you were little. Now that you’re grown, you still won’t give each other an inch. Especially you, Junye—can’t you give your younger brother a break?”

Gu Yu grinned. “Did you hear that? You need to go easy on me!”

Grandma Gu lightly slapped each of them on the shoulder. Gu Yu laughed heartily and quickly took the items from her hands.

It was Grandma’s first time in Jiangcheng, so Gu Yu and Gu Junye took turns accompanying her around.

To win her approval, Gu Junye even brought her to visit Yuehaihui. At noon, a singer performed what was supposedly sentimental music on stage. The sound gave Grandma Gu a headache, and she didn’t even touch the carefully prepared dishes before insisting on returning to her residence.

But the real reason Gu Junye had invited Grandma this time was to have her support him in expanding the restaurant and building Yuehaihui into a national brand.

On the way home, with the driver in front and Gu Junye sitting beside his grandmother, he asked, “Grandma, what would you like to eat? Just say the word—even dragon meat from the heavens, I’ll have someone prepare it for you.”

Grandma Gu looked tired and displeased. “Dragon meat? Are you trying to shorten my lifespan?”

“Then what do you think of our Yuehaihui?”

Grandma Gu thought for a moment. “Mm… not bad.”

Gu Junye smiled, ready to continue showing off, but Grandma Gu suddenly brightened while looking out the window.

“Jiangcheng has such a quaint, classical place? Is that a restaurant? The wintersweet blossoms at the entrance are quite tasteful. The owner must be someone who appreciates elegance.”

The place she was referring to was Zhang Qiao’s Kemanlou.

The old lady didn’t care for trendy novelties—she preferred traditional culture. Along the way, this storefront had caught her eye the most.

But Gu Junye’s expression darkened. “Grandma, I think that’s just pretentious. What’s most important for a restaurant? Of course, the taste. If it only looks good on the outside but is a mess inside, that kind of superficial project won’t last long.”

After listening to her grandson lecture about business all day, Grandma Gu grew impatient.

Too tired to argue, she simply said, “Junye, why don’t you go take care of your work? We’ll stroll around on our own. Don’t worry, Uncle Chen is with me—I won’t get lost.”

“That’s settled. Pull over up ahead and stop the car. Oh dear, riding in this big car has made me quite dizzy.”

Seeing that his grandmother wouldn’t budge, Gu Junye felt frustrated.

Not far ahead was Jiangcheng’s antique street. Knowing she liked such things, he stopped the car. “Alright then. Take your time walking around. When you’re tired, call me and I’ll come pick you up.”

Grandma Gu gave a perfunctory response and got out of the car eagerly.