Goodnight Kiss from My Rumored Husband

Chapter 1668

Chapter 1668: The identity of an illegitimate daughter (3)

"Red packet, where's the red packet?"

Teacher Sun furrowed her brows and gave father Zhang a look.

Mr. Zhang hurriedly took out two big red packets from the bag he had brought back."Here."

He then handed the red packet to Gu nianjia with both hands.

Sun Lifen looked at Gu nianjia lovingly and said,""Jiajia, this is your uncle and I's Red packet money for you."

Although her grandfather would give her New Year's money every year, that was her grandfather. She was already an adult, and it would be embarrassing for her to ask for New Year's money outside. She shook her head and refused."I'm already so old. Why would I still need New Year's money?"

Teacher Sun frowned."In front of your parents, you will always be children."

These words were like a thorn that had pierced into the most vulnerable part of Gu nianjia's heart.

It was said that in front of her parents, she would always be a child. However, she had no father since she was young, and she had a mother, but she had never felt motherly love.

So she often saw this sentence, but this sentence had never been related to her.

Today, finally ... Finally, someone said this to her. For a moment, she actually wanted to call sun Lifen mom in advance.

She raised her head and looked at sun Lifen, then at the red packet in Mr. Zhang's hand.

She reached out her trembling hand. Suddenly, she thought of something and paused in the air. She reached out her other hand and took the red packet with both hands.

After that, he stood up and bowed to thank Teacher Sun and father Zhang.

Her eyes and the tip of her nose were a little sore and slightly red. Afraid that it would be seen, she sat down and immediately lowered her head to eat.

This was the first time she had such a lively New Year's Eve dinner.

Although she was very happy, she still felt very regretful. She still felt that there were flaws and couldn't help but miss home and her mother.

After dinner, Mr. Sun and the others had to make dumplings in the living room while watching the Spring Festival Gala. They only went to set off the fireworks at nineo' clock. As such, Gu nianjia had to help peel the dumpling skins for a while. However, she was not paying attention.

Zhang Jingyu could tell that Gu nianjia had something on her mind."Go upstairs and read some books. I haven't read anything today."

As soon as he said this, he immediately received looks of disdain and disgust from his three sisters.

"Zhang Jingyu, I'm afraid you're the devil. It's the new year and all the kindergartens are on holiday. As a university teacher, you're quite strict with your students."

Sister three couldn't help but ridicule.

Ms. Sun was as observant as Zhang Jingyu. She knew that Zhang Jingyu could tell that Gu nianjia had something on her mind and wanted her to go upstairs alone.

She pretended to chide Zhang Xiaosan."He's just worried about his wife and is afraid that she'll be tired. You really don't have any EQ."

After hearing Teacher sun's words, second sister also smiled and interjected,"so you know how to dote on your wife. You don't even know how to dote on your own elder sister."

He pretended to be jealous.

The moment second brother finished speaking, he received a look of disdain from Teacher Sun."A single dog doesn't deserve to be pampered."

Zhang Jingyu's sisters:

Gu nianjia did not stand on ceremony with Ms. Sun as she put down her work and went upstairs.

As soon as Lin Yiqian entered her room, she immediately took out her phone and sent song Changwen a message.""Happy New Year, mom."

After she sent the message, she walked to the bed and threw her phone on it. Then, she lay down on the bed with her feet still on the ground.

'Ding'

All of a sudden, Lin Yiqian's cell phone rang with a WeChat message. She turned to look at the screen and saw that it was a message from song Changwen.

She immediately picked it up to read the message."Happy New Year."

Gu nianjia blinked as she wondered if she had seen it wrong. In the past, she would always send the same kind of blessings. Even though the messages always seemed to sink into the sea, she still insisted on sending them.

It had already become a habit.