Of course, the butler was tactful and didn't say that Mo Qiansu was accompanying him as well.
He knew that, with the old man's current attitude, not only would he not be touched by Mo Qiansu's presence, he would even become irate, leading to another estrangement with his grandson.
At this moment, Gu Zhenhua glanced at Gu Xuanye, and although he was touched inwardly, his face remained cold.
"Grandpa, if you don't want me to feed you, then I'll let the servant do it," Gu Xuanye pretended to stand up.
Gu Zhenhua huffed heavily, "You have no sincerity! When you were sick as a child, it was I who took care of all your needs! Back then, you had more conscience than you do now!"
Gu Xuanye's lips curved into a suppressed smile as he sat back down, "I am here to take care of you now, aren't I?"
"That's how you take care of someone? The porridge is so hot, are you trying to scald me to death?!"
"Grandpa, you're tough-skinned; you won't be scalded to death!"