The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 203 Pork Rib Soup

Twelve o'clock local time in France.

Quan Tianjing casually said that the company still had something to do, so she didn't eat at home, so she left first.

At the dining table, Wen Xianying put down her chopsticks and pursed her mouth childishly.

As soon as the daughter grew up, her wings became stiff.

Now I don't even have dinner with her!
Quan Jing and Quan Rin looked at each other, but said nothing.

After a while, Quan Jing scooped up a bowl of pork rib soup, smelled the soup in the bowl, and said sweetly: "Grandma, is this the pork rib soup you cooked? It smells so good~"

As soon as her precious granddaughter praised the soup she cooked, Wen Xianying instantly forgot about her daughter's departure, and said proudly: "That is, back then, your grandfather chased me for a whole year just for this bowl of pork rib soup."

Quan Jing and Quan Rin have never heard of this past.

Quan Jing was full of curiosity: "Really!"

Quan Rin was even more eager: "Grandma, tell us the story between you and grandpa."

On the side, Quan Zongyuan coughed lightly, and tapped the bowl with chopsticks: "It's meal time, what story are you telling?"

However, he has a wife who makes trouble: "The kids want to listen, so what's the matter with talking? Oh~ You are afraid that people will know what embarrassing things you have done."

Quan Zongyuan lowered his head and approached Wen Xianying: "My wife, let's keep a low profile, huh?"

However, Wen Xianying was not as good as he wanted: "Circles, circles, grandma told you, back then..."

Quan Jing and Quan Rin couldn't help but widen their eyes when they heard the vivid story.

In particular, when they heard that Quan Zongyuan was staying at Wen Xianying's house for a bowl of pork rib soup, the siblings couldn't help laughing.

I really can't see that grandpa was like this back then... um, rascally.

Quan Zongyuan: "Okay, okay, eat quickly, the food is going to be cold."

After lunch, Quan Zongyuan and Wen Xianying took a nap, and Quan Jing and his brother returned to their room to rest after jet lag...

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domestic.

Cyber ​​violence did not dissipate because of Quan Jing's departure.

On the contrary, because of Quan Jing's inaction, everyone directly recognized her as a "crime"!
A new wave of blackness has begun again.

It was also because Nangong Yuting's operation was too slick before, and after that, after the Quanjing incident became popular again, the topic of discussion became even higher...

Tianyin Media.

Office of the Chairman.

Flipping through the topics on Weibo and looking at the comments below, Nalanyin's face was full of anger.

Come on!

This group of people really can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth.

And that JY-Yu, why is he as annoying as that guy Nangong Yuting!

If he didn't do something suddenly...

etc!How does she feel that JY-Yu's high-profile style is very similar to Nangong Yuting?
Wow, these two can't be the same person!
Nalanyin opened Baidu and searched for "JY-御".

As a result, Du Niang told her that JY-Yu's various identity information is unknown?
Real name: unknown

Date of Birth: Unknown

Sex: Male
Height: unknown

……

Nima, how mysterious is this guy?

at this time.

Lingyun Group Technology Department.

When Feng Zhe came in, he saw a group of people surrounding him, staring ahead in shock.

He coughed lightly.

In an instant, everyone returned to their seats and sat down.

Feng Zhe looked up, and saw a short-haired man in a black and white plaid shirt sitting in front of the computer, typing on the keyboard very fast.

Looking at the computer screen again, there is a bunch of incomprehensible gibberish.

Feng Zhe walked over with a serious face: "Xunyi, how is it deleted?"

From the 1st, apart from eating and sleeping, the time I spent looking for one was used to delete posts and find people.

However, the speed of Internet communication is too fast, and there is only one person to find one.

Therefore, Xunyi intends to change the way and no longer use conventional means to solve things...

(End of this chapter)