Chapter 23 Chapter 23 "I still want to be with you."...
Ye Xiuming's glare was as fierce as a knife, as if he wanted to tear Xie Fengsheng's life apart. He walked over abruptly, snatched Su Ting's hand from his shackles, and said, "Who told you to pull my little dad?"
"Little dad? Are you the son Su Ting picked up?"
Ye Xiuming: "It's me, your grandfather."
Su Ting suppressed his laughter in his heart and said deliberately: "Xiuming, don't be rude."
Ye Xiuming glanced at Su Ting gloomily, "You're still speaking for him."
Xie Fengsheng's eyes were arrogant and self-indulgent: "After all, I am not an outsider."
"Who is he?" Ye Xiuming asked, "Dad Su, isn't your personal life a bit too chaotic?"
Xie Fengsheng said, "Oh?"
Ye Xiuming: "Yes, first it was my eldest dad, then the guy from the western restaurant, then the second son of the Wen family, then this uncle... and the one who gave you the pendant, oh my god... little dad, are you trying to put together a football team?"
Xie Fengsheng was stunned: "Wen Yanyu from the Wen family is also pursuing you?"
Ye Xiuming said loudly: "No, what do you mean by chasing? My stepfather has dated him several times."
Su Ting watched them fight each other without showing any expression. He didn't expect that Ye Xiuming, at such a young age, knew the power of using the opponent's force to counter his own.
Xie Fengsheng curled his lips, as if to say, "You guys are awesome."
He said "Excuse me" and turned to walk out.
After Su Ting watched the tall figure leave, he turned around and asked Ye Xiuming, "How do you know that Wen Yanyu is the second child of the Wen family?"
Ye Xiuming's forehead suddenly broke out in sweat, and he had to laugh: "Isn't that what you said?"
Su Ting swore that he had never told Ye Xiuming about Wen Yanyu.
Forget it. Anyway, Ye Xiuming has solved a big problem for him at the moment. As for the details, he shouldn’t care about them.
He cut a piece of still-warm lasagna for Ye Xiuming, placed it in front of him, and asked, "How was the exam today?"
"Pediatrics."
"So confident."
"Of course. I'm telling you, Pei An almost cried after the test, saying he'd never seen such difficult multiple-choice questions. But I think it's okay, it only took me a few minutes." Ye Xiuming forked a piece of lasagna and ate it, his eyes shining. "It's delicious, little dad. How come everything you do tastes so good?"
Su Ting laughed softly, "You should give me face."
"I can finish two plates!" Ye Xiuming ate bite after bite foolishly, "It's much better than what my mom makes."
Su Ting was stunned for a moment and said, "Does your mother also make thousand-layer cakes?"
Ye Xiuming pursed his lips, slowing down his chewing, and said thoughtfully, "But she's a bit of a fool. She always forgets to put cheese in the lasagna, but the essence of lasagna is cheese."
Ye Xiuming smiled gravely and said, "Then she explained that it was because I was lactose intolerant, but I can tolerate it."
It was the first time that Su Ting heard him talk so much about his mother. His heart was in pain, and it seemed that even if he were in Ye Xiuming's position, he could not completely put aside the feeling of being abandoned.
So how could someone as thin as him endure so much?
"You seem to be very close to this guy named Pei An." Su Ting tried to divert his attention and make him forget these bad memories. "Do you like him very much?"
Ye Xiuming glanced at him obscurely and said, "I like it, but not that kind of like."
Su Ting laughed and quickly forked all the lasagna in the baking tray to him. "You are so young, but you know a lot."
Ye Xiuming patted the back of Su Ting's hand and said, "That's enough, little dad."
Su Ting was stunned, thinking that the boy was too skilled in this action, and he must have learned it at the dinner table, so... for what purpose did the parents of a boy with a relatively good family background abandon him?
Does the death warning that Su Ting received really have nothing to do with Ye Xiuming?
At a certain moment, Su Ting even thought that even if the threat was caused by Ye Xiuming, he would gladly accept it. After all, his life could be divided into two, one half was chaos without Ye Xiuming, and the other half was clarity with Ye Xiuming.
In his life, he had never received such an interesting gift as Ye Xiuming's.
"I also want to thank you for helping me out tonight. You may not know that before you came, I was exhausted from dealing with this kind of situation. I tried every trick I could, but to little avail."
Su Ting opened the red wine that Xie Fengsheng had given him. The strong acidity of this wine was just enough to neutralize the cheese, meat sauce and grease. He turned the rim of the glass to quickly sober up and said to Ye Xiuming.
"So do you like him?" Ye Xiuming suddenly asked.
Su Ting looked at him deeply in shock and said, "I will never love anyone again in my life."
Ye Xiuming seemed to be possessed by a philosopher: "Maybe when you choose someone to love, there won't be so many troublesome problems."
Su Ting did not sleep well that night, and repeatedly pondered Ye Xiuming's advice to him. He thought that enjoying solitude had always been his strong point over the years, but was it really his preference?
Hard to say.
Maybe it was time he stopped being stuck in the past.
Su Ting thought the night would pass peacefully, but he was awakened by a series of light footsteps in the middle of the night. He first felt the bed beside him soften a layer, and then he noticed Ye Xiuming's hot body temperature.
Su Ting was suddenly startled.
He used the back of his hand to measure Ye Xiuming's temperature, and his heart suddenly tightened. In a panic, he called someone.
When Zhou Xubai arrived, Su Ting was applying hot compress to Ye Xiuming with a towel, but the condition did not improve at all. Ye Xiuming's skin was pink and he was mumbling incoherently. It seemed that he had a severe fever.
Zhou Xubai helplessly helped Ye Xiuming half-up and fed him some orange medicine using a measuring cup.
Su Ting looked at him as if he were facing a great enemy: "What did you feed him?"
Zhou Xubai put Ye Xiuming down steadily: "Fever-reducing medicine."
Zhou Xubai took Ye Xiuming's temperature with a forehead thermometer, looked at Su Ting fearlessly, and said, "It's only been a few days, and you've ruined the child."
The grievance in Su Ting's heart was higher than the Himalayas. He crossed his arms in annoyance and said, "This is my child. You don't need to be so hypocritical."
Less than a minute later, Zhou Xubai took Ye Xiuming's temperature again. Seeing it gradually subside, he finally felt relieved. He said, "It's normal for children his age to have a fever. Sometimes it's just to fight off a virus. Today is their final exam, so there must be a lot of people in the school."
His analysis was so logical that it left the new father Su Ting baffled. Su Ting asked, "How do you know so much?"
"You forgot, I have a younger sister, and she was like this when she was little."
Su Ting said "Oh".
The light in the room was dim, and Su Ting's pajamas were stained with a warm halo. Zhou Xubai looked at him anxiously and said, "I still want to be with you."
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