Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 931: Mission Guaranteed

After resting in the room for a long time, Mrs. Zhang came upstairs to say that lunch was ready.

Only then did she go with her mother downstairs to the dining room for lunch.

Lan Jue sat at the head of the table, Shen Xiaya sat on the left, and Lan Shan and Gong Shaoyu sat on the right.

Lan Jue asked Mrs. Zhang to bring a bottle of wine and took out two glasses, preparing to hand one to Gong Shaoyu.

"Dad, Shaoyu can’t drink," Lan Shan said. He was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago, he can’t drink alcohol again.

Moreover, she knew her father’s drinking capacity, if he got started, probably no one here could outdrink him.

Hearing Shanshan’s words, Lan Jue was a bit displeased. What kind of man can’t drink?

Would his daughter have to drink in his place during social events in the future?

Thinking this, he moved the glass towards him anyway.

This time, Lan Shan directly reached out and took the glass, "Dad, I’ve already said Shaoyu can’t drink, he has a bad stomach, he just spent two days in the hospital and hasn’t been out for long. The doctor said no alcohol."

Gong Shaoyu also chimed in, "Uncle, I’m not good with alcohol, and I might make a fool of myself in front of you and Aunt later. How about after I improve my drinking skills, I drink with you?"

Lan Jue was straightforward, nodding in agreement, "Alright, I’ll be waiting, let’s see when you’ve improved."

Upon hearing this, Lan Shan and Gong Shaoyu exchanged a knowing smile and didn’t say anything further.

Removing the wine from the table, Gong Shaoyu still used juice as a substitute, proposing a toast to the elders.

Halfway through the meal, Lan Jue suddenly put down his chopsticks, looked at his daughter, then at Gong Shaoyu, who was busy peeling shrimp shells.

He didn’t look uncomfortable at all, nor timid. He was elegantly peeling the shrimp shells, placing them on the plate in front of Shanshan.

"Will you both settle in America or stay here?"

He suddenly asked, leaving everyone at the table stunned.

It took about half a minute for them to react.

Blinking in disbelief, slightly excited, they exclaimed, "Dad, you agree?"

Clearing his throat, seeing the others still in shock, he said, "Do I have a choice? In a few months, the baby will be born, better to hold the wedding while the belly is still small, otherwise the wedding dress won’t look good."

Upon hearing this, Lan Shan smiled brightly, grabbing Gong Shaoyu’s arm, finally coming back to her senses.

"But let me say this first, if me or your mom miss you or our grandchild in the future, you have to come back."

Turning to look at Gong Shaoyu, "Shanshan has been spoiled since she was young, sometimes she can be a bit stubborn, don’t you two fight... Also, if her mom or I miss her, you can’t stop us. If you can’t come back together, I’ll have someone bring her back."

"Yes, mission accomplished."

Gong Shaoyu suddenly stood up, kicking the chair behind him, not caring whether his hands were oily, performing a standard military salute, speaking firmly.

Lan Jue, Shanshan, Shen Xiaya, and even Mrs. Zhang standing to the side, all looked at him with surprised expressions.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted, so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard clearly.

A few seconds of silence went by before someone reacted.

Looking at Gong Shaoyu’s extremely serious demeanor, someone couldn’t help but smile.

"Alright, alright, as long as you complete the mission. Don’t just stand there, sit down and eat..."