Chapter 1055 - 52: Fried Rice and Secrets

Chapter 1055: Chapter 52: Fried Rice and Secrets

Then Go Biqing took a small piece from the bag and put it in his mouth, while Gwen obediently shared the chips with Zheng Nan. Go Biqing watched, feeling very satisfied and happy. Having such a sensible sister, how could he not be pleased.

"Hello, you must be Gwen’s brother, right." Suddenly, a gentle voice came. Go Biqing looked up and saw a young woman speaking to him.

Originally, Go Biqing had always thought Zhou Jiaying was the most beautiful in the world, but after meeting Murong Qing, he thought these two were the most captivating women. But today, he once again realized what beauty truly is.

Against the sunlight, Go Biqing saw the instant the woman appeared, he was suddenly reminded of his mother. Her gentle and serene temperament was so much like his mother’s. Even wearing a simple dress did not hide her graceful figure. She hadn’t done much makeup, yet the fresh beauty of her natural appearance was striking.

"Hello, I am indeed Gwen’s brother. My name is Go Biqing. Nana must be very playful here, causing you a lot of trouble. I’m really sorry." Go Biqing stood up and said politely. To Go Biqing’s courtesy, the woman smiled and replied, "Not at all, Nana is very well-behaved, but she often talks about her brother. I was just a bit curious to finally meet you today."

Go Biqing blushed a little, not expecting his sister to talk about him like that. Looks like his affection for her hadn’t gone to waste.

"I haven’t introduced myself yet, I apologize. My name is Bai Weiran, and I’m the principal of this kindergarten." The woman realized she hadn’t introduced herself after others had, which is quite impolite.

"It’s okay, I still know what Nana’s like. Though she’s quite sensible, she’s always a bit of a spirit essence." Go Biqing said simply, looking down warmly at Gwen.

But Bai Weiran still saw a flash of surprise and astonishment on Go Biqing’s face earlier. Go Biqing certainly found it strange and surprising that such a young girl was the principal. He initially thought she was just a kindergarten teacher or aunt.

Maybe understanding Go Biqing’s bewilderment, Bai Weiran seemed to have no intention of explaining. She simply took Gwen and Zheng Nan back to the kindergarten.

After waiting outside for a long time, Go Biqing finally saw the school dismissal happen. Some parents or guardians waiting outside took their kids home right away, and the rest were taken on the school bus.

Go Biqing held Gwen’s hand and headed toward the bus station. Suddenly someone called from behind, "Gwen, wait."

Go Biqing turned around and saw that it was principal Bai Weiran. As Bai Weiran approached, Gwen asked, "What is it, Sister Bai?"

Go Biqing found the title strange, "Sister Bai" instead of principal or aunt. Although, Bai Weiran did look quite close in age to him.

"Nana, remember the upcoming painting competition, okay? Sister Bai really believes in you. If you win first place, Sister Bai will take you out to play, how about that?" Bai Weiran said with a smile to Gwen.

Then Bai Weiran stood up and said to Go Biqing, "Nana does have a talent for painting. I hope you guide her well. I’ll be off now."

Once Bai Weiran returned to the kindergarten, after a while nearing the bus station, Gwen suddenly said, "Brother, I have a secret to tell you, lean in."

Go Biqing watched the mysterious Gwen, smiled, crouched down, and inclined his ear toward her. Gwen whispered into Go Biqing’s ear, "Actually, I’m the only one in kindergarten who can call her Sister Bai, everyone else has to call her Principal."

Go Biqing found such a little secret amusing, so he nodded and said, "Don’t worry, I definitely won’t tell anyone."

The siblings waited for the bus and went directly back to Go Biqing’s place. Go Biqing set down her backpack and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Gwen rubbed her stomach and said, "A bit hungry. I want fried rice with eggs."

Go Biqing laughed and said, "Alright, Princess Nana, please wait a moment. Fried rice with eggs will be ready soon."

Such things are, of course, what a child like Gwen loves most. She cooperated and said, "Hurry, hurry, I’m starving."

Speaking of which, Go Biqing walked out, holding eggs and other things. Suddenly, Gwen followed him out, curiously looking around in the kitchen.

"Little Princess, go out now. There’s a lot of smoke here. Be careful not to ruin our Little Princess’s skin, okay?" Go Biqing didn’t want Gwen to stay there, so he coaxed her.

But Gwen said, "I can help. I know how to crack eggs. I want to crack the eggs."

Seeing Gwen seriously saying this, Go Biqing said, "Alright, here are two eggs. You can crack them. Just be careful not to spill them out. If you get your clothes dirty, Mom will scold you again."

After setting Gwen up, Go Biqing was about to pour oil into the pot, but suddenly he heard someone from downstairs calling his name. He leaned out to see, and it turned out to be Murong Qing and Zhou Jiaying. He wondered what they wanted at this time.

Downstairs, Murong Qing and Zhou Jiaying also saw Go Biqing, so without waiting for him to speak, they rushed up.

Go Biqing actually felt a bit reluctant to let them upstairs. After all, no one wishes for their beloved ones to see them at their poorest.

After Murong Qing and Zhou Jiaying came upstairs, Go Biqing brought them into his room. Since there were no extra chairs, he had them sit on the bed.

"I thought you weren’t home. Were you just about to cook? We’re hungry too. What’s on the menu?" Murong Qing asked, pulling Gwen to sit together.

Before Go Biqing could answer, Gwen jumped in saying, "Fried rice with eggs. My brother cooks it really well. I’m helping him crack the eggs."

Seeing Gwen’s proud face, Go Biqing felt a mix of pride and helplessness. If he had another choice, he would never serve his sister something so simple. Having seen her eat so enjoyably yesterday, how could he only feel happiness, and not a pang of sorrow?

At this moment, Go Biqing couldn’t completely face his beloved with his most destitute state. Maybe one day he could, maybe he never would. Perhaps this uncertainty is called self-consciousness.

"Fried rice with eggs it is then. I’m starving. It’s all Qingqing’s fault, I didn’t even get breakfast. How about I cook instead? I’m not very confident in a man’s cooking skills," Zhou Jiaying suddenly said, patting her stomach.

Murong Qing also looked at Zhou Jiaying with some grievance, saying, "You can’t say that. I just asked you to come out, and wasn’t it you who wanted to sleep in? Resulting in us not having time for breakfast. Besides, I was busy while you had nothing going on. Why didn’t you eat on your own?"

"It’s just sisterly love, sharing joys and sorrows. You hadn’t eaten, so how could I eat?" Zhou Jiaying clung to Murong Qing’s arm and smiled.