Petite Mother of Four Big Shots - Chapter 27.3 - Her Mother Was the Worst Chef (3)

Chapter 27: Her Mother Was The Worst Chef (3)

Seeing her shocked expression, Ji Peichuan suddenly felt satisfied.

He stood up and said, “Then you… mother and son, should go to bed early. I’ll leave first.”

Gu Yuanyuan pushed a stationary Jiang Yun. “Dabao, see to the commander quickly.”

Dabao said before that she had asked for the commander’s help, and she thought only Dabao knew the commander. After seeing this, she could clearly tell that he was like a brother to him!

In any case, this was a good thing.

Her sons were excellent, and their friends were also excellent. It made her feel proud.

With the urging of his mother, Jiang Yun had to nag Ji Peichuan to go out and at the same time begin with an unusual question.

Ji Peichuan said, “Is she really your Mom?”

Jiang Yun said lazily, “I thought you weren’t surprised.”

“I remember you said long ago that your mother has been missing for many years. In your eyes, she should already be dead.”

“I was just teasing you. Did you really believe it?

“Jiang Yun, regarding the task of the 24th district, your people don’t have to go in next time.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“That’s right.”

“…”

“She’s my mother. It’s true, so please call her aunt next time you see her. Thank you.”

“Explain why your mother is a minor.”

“… No, I can’t.”

The two separated at the door, and Ji Peichuan returned to his residence with a smirk— surrounded by personal guards.

Halfway through, Ji Peichuan asked one of his personal guards, “Feng Wu, do you believe people can return to their youth?”

The soldier named Feng Wu thought for a while and said honestly, “Reporting to the commander, I have only heard of long-term injections with expensive medicines that can keep the skin elastic and shiny.”

Pausing in thought, he felt that his answer wouldn’t quite satisfy his commander, so Feng Wu added, “After death, people soak in formalin. Although it’s impossible for them to return to their youth, they can retain the same appearance forever.”

Ji Peichuan: “…”

How could he look into your eyes and say such nonsense‽

When Jiang Yun returned to the living room, he found that Gu Yuanyuan was not there. Zhang Yang quietly pointed to the kitchen and Jiang Yun walked over.

The kitchen had been cleaned by the bodyguards. Apart from the broken windows and black stains on the white wall, the kitchen showed few signs of having been destroyed.

Hearing footsteps, Gu Yuanyuan hurriedly turned around with a nervous expression on her face, showing how guilty she felt. Jiang Yun frowned, and he suddenly discovered that Gu Yuanyuan was not so relaxed in front of Gu Yizhou.

They needed to adjust to their mother who suddenly became smaller, but how did she adapt to a child who has grown up and become stronger?

Jiang Yun was immediately surrounded by a sense of guilt and felt that he was unfilial.

In fact, she was the most frightened. She suddenly transmigrated into the future and time went backwards. There was nobody to explain anything, and her children couldn’t be found. Worrying about them and living in a strange environment…

The more she thought about it, the more obscure the look in Jiang Yun’s eyes became.

“Mom, don’t look.” He walked in. “Tomorrow someone will repair it to how it was before.”

The faint and seemingly absent estrangement he felt disappeared as he blurted out “mother.”

Gu Yuanyuan didn’t feel much. She returned to the kitchen and saw the destruction she had caused as she reflected deeply.

Gu Yuanyuan sighed. “Dabao, how much does it cost to build a kitchen?”

She looked at it carefully just then. Although the wall seemed fine, it was stained with many black spots which one could guess needed to be cleaned professionally. The stove, windows, and some kitchen utensils have to be changed as well.

There was also a big refrigerator with three doors, and one of the doors had a crack. She could not imagine how it had happened after the glass exploded. It’s not that bad, is it?

Jiang Yun: “…”

She looked at the kitchen seriously. Was she calculating the price of repair after the destruction she caused?

Noticing his mother’s curiosity, Jiang Yun felt that it was time for his mother to feel how much her son had.

Dabao: Even if you try to blow up hundreds of kitchens, it still wouldn’t be a problem!