"Sitian, why is your face so red? Did my brother bully you?" Xu Jiayue noticed Ni Sitian's unusual behavior as soon as the two entered the ward.

"Cough cough." Ni Sitian coughed again, thinking about the conversation on the way here.

She really brought this on herself. Why did she have to bring up that topic? Xu Tingchuan was still one step ahead of her; she couldn't argue with him.

"Mrs. Xu, have I bullied you?" Xu Tingchuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"No, no." Ni Sitian was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't, so she quickly denied it. Then she walked quickly to Jin Rulan's bedside, changed the subject, and said, "Mom, how are you feeling today?"

Jin Rulan knew her intention, smiled slightly, and replied in agreement, "Yes, much better. The brain scan I had this morning was also fine."

"That's great." Ni Sitian sat down and smiled at her mother-in-law.

Looking at her smile, Jin Rulan could understand why Xu Tingchuan liked her so much. Her smile was like the most beautiful sunrise, with the power to break through the gloom, sweet and full of vitality.

Seeing them living such a happy and harmonious life made her truly happy; it was something she had never experienced before in her life.

"Mom." Xu Tingchuan placed the insulated lunchbox on the table and greeted her softly.

He is different from Jia Yue. Jia Yue is already close to her mother, so when she realized that she had misunderstood, she could easily express it, and the mother-daughter relationship was repaired quickly.

However, he had been estranged from Jin Rulan for over twenty years. Although he now knew he had misunderstood her, he didn't know how to express the bond between mother and son, or how to get closer to Jin Rulan. So, every time he visited her, he would bring soup he had personally prepared, showing his affection through his actions.

"Hmm." Jin Rulan nodded to him. In fact, Xu Tingchuan wasn't the only one who felt awkward; even Jin Rulan herself didn't know how to face her son naturally.

"Brother, what kind of soup did you bring again?" Seeing their awkwardness, Xu Jiayue stepped in to lighten the mood, opened the lid, and took a sniff: "It smells so good, is it winter melon and shrimp soup?"

“Yes.” Seeing that the two of them didn’t seem to like getting close, Ni Sitian said, “He got up early this morning to make this soup. He said it’s very effective for mental fatigue and dizziness.”

"Huh?" Xu Jiayue looked at Xu Tingchuan with genuine surprise and said, "Brother, you didn't actually cook the soup that was delivered to you every day before, did you?"

Jin Rulan was also surprised. She thought he had asked the chef to make it and he had just delivered it over.

Xu Tingchuan felt a little embarrassed when he saw them all looking at him like that. He had never said anything, assuming that they all knew and there was no need to say more.

“Of course, I see there are a lot of recipes for nourishing foods at home.” Seeing that Xu Tingchuan was not good at expressing affection to his mother, Ni Sitian simply let her speak: “There are papaya, soybean and pig’s feet soup, lotus seed and pig’s heart soup, and gastrodia and fish head soup. I saw that they have all been copied down and stuck on the refrigerator in the kitchen.”

"Brother, you're so thoughtful." Xu Jiayue was quite impressed. Even she hadn't cooked these things herself. She knew her brother had been extremely busy with work lately, yet he still made brain-boosting soup for their mother every day.

Jin Rulan felt flattered. She never dared to dream of drinking so much soup cooked by her son. She was so happy that he could talk to her gently.