Gu Shiting's expression paused for a moment.
His elder sister was standing at the doorway, carrying her luggage in hand.
She usually used her assistant, but had never brought the assistant home. Every time she returned from a trip, she had large bags and boxes, and later, a driver would bring in more trunks.
She also smelled the fragrance of porridge from the dining room.
After a long journey, Gu Shiyan wasn't very hungry now. Being able to enjoy a bowl of hot porridge was truly a pleasure.
She sat down at the dining table.
Gu Shiting felt that no matter how annoying his sister was, she always managed to interrupt his good times.
"Sister Chen, serve me a bowl of porridge," Gu Shiyan ordered, "Just a little bit, I dare not drink too much."
