In a room of the Yi Nian Apartment.
"Nan Sheng, I'm telling you, you're going to lose me forever!"
"Brother, brother, brother, calm down, there's more here, have another bite." Nan Sheng, wearing a khaki apron, held up a plate.
After putting her hands down, she sat next to Su Chuanlin, resting her chin on her hands, sitting sideways with an expectant look on her face, her eyes blinking as she looked at Su Chuanlin.
Su Chuanlin swallowed his refusal instinctively. How could he bear to refuse such a cute little sister? Although it was for a certain brat, it was still the little dog's first time cooking.
Looking at the plate of stir-fried green beans with pork that had lost all its green color, he closed his eyes, picked up a handful with his chopsticks, and put it into his mouth without hesitation.
"Brother, how is it? Why do you look like you've eaten shit? Is it really that bad?" Nan Sheng saw that his wrinkles were showing when he closed his eyes, so she picked up her chopsticks and took a bite for herself.
Her mouth moved slightly: "Damn it! Who poured vinegar in here?!" The soft voice and the harsh words came out of Nan Sheng's mouth, and Su Chuanlin actually found it quite pleasant to hear.
But he still adopted a parental demeanor: "Little dog, watch your manners! So can I spit it out now?" Su Chuanlin had just eaten a bite of green bean, which he had placed on the left side of his mouth, his left cheek arching high. If he had waited another second, his teeth would have ached.
"No, brother, it was fine when I made scrambled eggs with tomatoes for Yin Han last time."
Since she had done it herself, Nan Sheng forced herself to swallow it. Because her mouth was so sour, she inadvertently revealed that this wasn't the first time she had cooked for someone else.
Su Chuanlin nearly flipped the table when he heard this: "Damn it, Nan Sheng, you've gone too far! You said it was the first time you cooked for me, you've deceived my feelings. So we're just plastic siblings, right? You treat this brat like a treasure, but I'm just a piece of trash to you, right? Let me tell you, I... I'm angry! I'm not eating! Let whoever wants to be the guinea pig can be, I don't care!"
Su Chuanlin was about to say he was going to kill the brat, but luckily his brain was faster than his mouth, and his momentum suddenly weakened, so he changed it to "I'm angry".
Nan Sheng sighed, suddenly realizing that her brother was acting like a little girl, with quite a few little emotions.
Hearing the commotion, the auntie washing vegetables in the kitchen immediately wiped her hands and ran out. Seeing the brother and sister standing and sitting respectively, with the brother standing with his hands on his hips and his cheeks propped up, and the sister looking helpless, she chuckled and asked, "What's wrong? Did Miss Nan put too much vinegar in?"
She had just witnessed Nan Sheng pouring out almost a large spoonful of vinegar.
"Aunt Liu, why didn't you remind me just now?" Nan Sheng thought that since there was a chef standing next to her, even if the dishes she cooked weren't very good, they would at least be edible, right?
"Miss Nan, didn't you say you knew the steps? Just let me watch you quietly from the side."
“…” Nan Sheng, it seems that way, she mistook vinegar for soy sauce.
"Brother, how about I make it again for you? How about scrambled eggs with tomatoes?" She made scrambled eggs with tomatoes very successfully last time!
"Hmph, I don't want it! That's his brat's. I'm going back, I'm so angry!" Su Chuanlin said arrogantly, then turned to leave, but his movements were like those of an 80-year-old grandmother.
"Aunt Liu, could you please get me the first-aid kit? I was splashed with oil while I was cooking, and it really hurt. I finally managed to cook a meal for my brother, but not only did I not get enough to eat, I also made him angry."
Nan Sheng deliberately extended her slender hand.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Su Chuanlin anxiously grabbed Nan Sheng's hand to check: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much that it's enough that you're in so much pain. What kind of life does that brat have that he makes you cook? Let me see."
When Su Chuanlin saw that there were indeed a few fine blisters on Nan Sheng's fair hands, his tone softened instantly: "Don't cook anymore. How about I invite a world-class chef back for you? He can have any delicacy he wants."
Nan Sheng knew he wasn't really angry, and he couldn't bear to be angry with her: "The chef's cooking doesn't have the love I have for it."
Before Su Chuanlin's face darkened, she continued, "Brother, you are also very important to me. It's just that Yin Han is different. I did a lot of wrong things before. Even if he is not angry with me, it doesn't mean that nothing happened between us. There will always be a gap between us. I can only slowly resolve it. Otherwise, if I could just abandon him or like someone else, no one would even give me a second glance."
But he is none other than Yin Han, the Yin Han who would risk his life for me.
I can't just say I like him. You know how much he trusts me. He's insecure right now and doesn't fully trust that I like him. I need to express my love through my actions.
I know that in your eyes, I am the little princess of the Nan family, able to do whatever I want. But in every aspect, everyone is equal, especially in love.
Nan Sheng watched as Su Chuanlin's complexion slowly returned to normal, and breathed a sigh of relief. But then, as if thinking of something, her heart sank: "Brother, do you know? He was really stupid today. He would rather let Lu Zhicheng hurt himself than trust me any more. He even thought I didn't know."
He could have easily dodged Lu Zhicheng's punch, but because he wanted me to care for him, he hit Lu Zhicheng for his sake. He didn't know that even if Lu Zhicheng hadn't hit him, I would have protected him and cared for him. Ultimately, it's all my fault. My love isn't meeting what he truly desires. Therefore, I need to try harder to love him instinctively.
As Nan Sheng spoke, her eyes filled with tears.
Su Chuanlin was taken aback. He hadn't expected that his younger sister, whom he had always protected, could know so much.
But when did Yin Han ever risk his life for her? He was about to ask when he heard her voice, but after seeing her tears, he forgot all about it.
He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with his fingertips, his tone tender and doting: "Okay, okay, brother knows. If you like him, you like him. From now on, I won't call him 'brat' anymore. He's my brother-in-law, okay?"
Upon hearing Su Chuanlin's words, Nan Sheng's tears, which had been welling up in the corners of her eyes, instantly burst forth.
Everyone around her loved her dearly. If she had cherished that love in her previous life, she and Yin Han wouldn't have died.
Su Chuanlin thought the person in front of him was still not satisfied. Seeing her crying so sadly, he hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll be your guinea pig every day, okay? I'll learn to cook and stir-fry dishes with you to cook for my brother-in-law, okay?"
"Are you serious? Not lying?" Nan Sheng's eyes were red, and her body was trembling.
Su Chuanlin dared not deny it now and immediately nodded.
Nan Sheng's face instantly lit up with joy. She immediately pulled her hand away from his and said sweetly, "Thank you, brother! You're so kind!"
After saying that, he went into the kitchen.
Su Chuanlin: Why does it feel like he's fallen for it?
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