After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 174 Tasteless Food
Gu Xijue handed the menu to Song Jin'an because he didn't know much about Chinese food.

Song Jin'an picked up the menu, pointed to it for the waiter, and ordered the restaurant's signature dish, as well as one of Gu Xijue's favorite dishes, and Gu Hetang's favorite broccoli and shrimp stir-fry.

Finally, she ordered a pork rib soup.

After the waiter left, he brought Gu Hetang some small toys so that the children wouldn't be too bored while waiting.

Gu Hetang has always enjoyed playing with educational toys, and she can play for a long time. This time it was a board game called Flying Chess.

Gu Xijue played with her, while Song Jin'an looked at her phone. Within two minutes, a video call came in.

Song Jin'an even tidied her hair. After answering the call, she made a "hi" gesture towards the phone. Gu Xijue's gaze had actually been fixed on Song Jin'an the whole time.

However, his main focus was on playing chess with Gu Hetang.

A kind and friendly voice came from the phone receiver: "Happy New Year, Miss An'an."

Song Jin'an placed her phone aside and gestured with her hands as if nothing was wrong.

Happy New Year, Grandma!

—How are you feeling?
Song Jin'an regularly sends her grandmother living expenses every month, but her grandmother always saves most of it, saying that she will return it to Song Jin'an when she gets old and dies.

In places unseen by Song Jin'an, Grandma was still growing and selling vegetables.

"Miss, please don't worry, I'm still in good health. But how are you, Miss?"

Does she seem alright?

It contains many meanings.

Song Jin'an's eyes welled up with tears. She nodded and gestured with her hands.

—I'm fine, Grandma, don't worry.

The two chatted for a while, and as they were about to finish, Song Jin'an suddenly asked about Grandma's son again.

—Grandma, how is your son now? Has he hit you again?

The old woman in the video looked dejected and sighed several times. After saying that everything was fine, Song Jin'an clearly didn't believe her and felt that something must have gone wrong.

—Grandma, tell me the truth, what happened?
With tears in her eyes, the old woman murmured a few words in the dim light: "What a tragedy, what a tragedy..."

What sins did I commit in this life to give birth to such an unfilial son?

A few months ago, the grandmother's son broke into her home and was imprisoned for three years for stealing property worth 200,000 yuan.

And within a week, he squandered all the money, and the money couldn't be replenished because he had already stolen all the money from his grandmother.

Even the card that Song Jin'an had been using to transfer money to was completely squandered.

Song Jin'an frowned. Now that her grandmother was getting old, her eyesight was failing, and she also had occupational diseases from working as a maid for more than forty years.

Moreover, during the more than ten years she raised Song Jin'an, the servants of the Song family and Liu Qin and her daughter also did their best to bully Grandma, which led to Grandma becoming like this today.

My health has also deteriorated.

Song Jin'an wanted to help her, and now she had money.

She made up her mind immediately.

—Grandma, I'll come to see you in two days.

When Grandma heard that Song Jin'an was coming to see her, she quickly shook her head and kept refusing, "Miss, you don't need to come looking for me. I'm fine on my own. Don't worry about me. Just focus on living your own life." What she was most worried about was Song Jin'an, and she knew that Song Jin'an was having a hard time in the Gu family, so she didn't want to trouble her.

—I'm coming over to find you a nursing home, so you can spend your old age in peace there.

Song Jin'an knew she couldn't bring her grandmother to live with her, so she could only find a nursing home for her grandmother on the spot. There would definitely be other elderly people of the same age there, so she wouldn't be lonely.

"Miss……"

Grandma's voice trembled, and she was almost crying.

Song Jin'an's eyes were also full of tears. If only she had turned on the video earlier, she would have known that her grandmother was in such a state.

By this time, the dishes were being served one after another. Gu Xijue also asked Gu Hetang to put away the toys. Just as he was about to take the child to wash his hands, Song Jin'an pointed the camera at Gu Hetang.

She gestured for her to speak, but the phone was occupied and couldn't play the audio, and Gu Hetang was still young and couldn't understand what she was gesturing with her hands.

Just then, Gu Xijue spoke up: "Tangtang, wish the grandma in the video a Happy New Year."

Song Jin'an never expected that Gu Xijue would help her solve her urgent problem and would be willing to let Gu Hetang call a maid "grandma".

Gu Hetang nodded, hugged Gu Xijue's neck, and said in a childish voice, "Grandma, Happy New Year."

The grandmother on the other end of the video call instantly burst into tears, wiping them away as she said, "Thank you, thank you..."

Gu Xijue didn't say anything, and simply took the child to the bathroom to wash his hands.

After saying a few more words, Song Jin'an hung up the phone when she saw Gu Xijue carrying the child over.

She was secretly wiping away her tears, which were falling in large drops, but she took several deep breaths and wiped them away.

Gu Hetang looked at her and reached out to wipe away her tears: "Mom, don't cry, don't cry..."

As she spoke, she used a small spoon to put a shrimp directly into Song Jin'an's bowl. This was her favorite food, and she generously shared it with her heartbroken mother.

Song Jin'an had a poor appetite during the meal; she barely tasted anything.

After eating a few bites hastily, she started scrolling through her phone, looking for the best nursing home in the city where her grandmother lived. She looked through the list again and again. There were many nursing homes, but they varied greatly in quality. She didn't know which one was better, but she knew that the expensive ones were definitely not bad.

She has a moderate amount of money in her pocket, but eight thousand a month is something she can afford.

Gu Xijue sat opposite her, watching her put down her chopsticks and fiddle with her phone. His voice was deep: "Don't play on your phone while eating."

Song Jin'an paused for a moment, but quickly resumed swiping.

--I'm stuffed.

As she swiped, she also used one hand to make gestures.

"Song Jin'an, you're setting a bad example for the child."

Playing on your phone at the dinner table is very impolite and also bad for children.

Upon hearing this, she locked her phone and put it aside. Her eyes were fixed on Gu Xijue. In the end, she didn't say a word, but simply ladled herself a bowl of soup, drank it, and still felt that her stomach was not warm.

Back at the villa, at eight o'clock in the evening, Song Jin'an had already put the child to bed and put him to sleep.

She then tiptoed out of the children's room, and just as her hand touched the doorknob of the second bedroom, the door to the master bedroom opened.

Gu Xijue held a glass of water in his hand, his eyes sharp: "Come here."

Song Jin'an was still thinking about going back to the second bedroom to book a nursing home. It would be best to finalize the booking tonight and then book a plane ticket tomorrow to get it done. The sooner it was settled, the sooner she could feel at ease...