"...The steak at school lunch today was really delicious."

“It can’t compare to what I make,” Tong Su said with a smile. “Come to my house this weekend, and I’ll cook you something delicious. I’m really good at cooking.”

"Haha, it's a deal then!"

Several girls burst into laughter. One of them waved her test paper and said with a smile, "Yaoyao, you scored one point less than me in geography today. You'd better work harder!"

"Hey, Yaoyao only scored one point less in geography than you, the top student, but she scored five points higher in Chinese. I think you should be the one working harder, right?"

"Haha, I was just trying to motivate Yaoyao."

Nan Weixia bit her lip tightly.

Their cheerful laughter drifted on the wind; they laughed so happily, as if the forum being bombarded had no effect on them whatsoever.

Yes, what do they care about on the forum?

They've always lived openly and honestly. Who cares if they secretly say things, true or false, on forums under pseudonyms? Their lives are already so fulfilling; why would they need to escape through the perhaps falsehoods of the internet?

Nan Weixia's eyes turned bloodshot, jealousy like a snake, constantly gnawing at her heart.

Nanyao, Nanyao——

Why did you come back?

If she doesn't return to the Nan family, she will be the only eldest daughter of the Nan family, and she won't feel any urgency about having her status taken away.

If they had never crossed paths in the first place, why would I target Nan Yao? Then she wouldn't have gone to the forum to curse people, and even if her alternate account was exposed, it wouldn't have affected her at all;

Nan Yao—since you're so happy at the orphanage, why do you want to come back to the Nan family and fight with yourself? Wouldn't it be better if we all stayed where we were?

.

That evening's dinner was prepared by Chef Tong Su.

To celebrate that her injury had mostly healed, Tong Su offered to cook dinner for everyone, and Nan's mother excitedly had a large amount of ingredients purchased and delivered to her home.

She didn't know how good Tong Su was at cooking, but when she heard that Tong Su wanted to cook, she generously bought several portions of the same type of ingredient to ensure that even if she made a bad dish, she could throw it away and start over.

On the contrary, Nan Yun Shen, as an evil capitalist, not only had no remorse for "ordering patients around," but even pushed "oppression" to the extreme, having Jinji airlift all kinds of precious ingredients and ordering food from Tong Su with a menu.

"This, this, this... I want to eat everything except these."

Tongsu glared at him: "I'm still a patient!"

The girl's soft, glaring gaze had no power whatsoever; instead, it inspired him to ruffle her hair like he was petting a cat, completely messing up her carefully styled hair.

He smiled and said, "I asked Dr. Chu, and she said your injuries have fully healed. The reason we're not removing the protective gear now is just to reassure Mom and Dad. Also, Yao Yao said she would bring food to her brother last time, but he waited for a month and didn't receive it even once, so this time we've made up for it."

"You can't count it like that," the girl said, looking at him with a wronged expression. "Didn't we agree to talk about it after I recovered? No, when did it become me bringing it up? You clearly made the decision on your own, okay?"

Nan Yun Shen said, "Hmm, so taking matters into your own hands is the only way? Then I'll take matters into my own hands again. Can you cook a few more dishes for me tonight?"

"not good!"

“No, it won’t work.” He laughed happily and rubbed his head. “Brother is just waiting for a big meal.”

Ignoring the girl's huffing voice, he walked to the French windows, turned on his phone, dialed a number, and asked in a cold, indifferent voice, "Where is she?"