Cheng Ze was not making soup at all.
Cheng Ze found out from Lin Su that Si Jiu was sick and noticed the redness and swelling on her palms. After watching the surveillance video, he threw her into a small dark room where she was barely breathing and almost lost half her life.
When he heard the footsteps, he knew it was Lin Su coming.
And the moment Lin Su approached, he lifted the restraint on him, allowing him to finally be freed from the inhuman pain.
He took a breath, glanced at Lin Su's face, and then smiled happily.
"Yin Yin is looking for me."
His face was covered in sweat, his hair was messy, and his glasses were crooked, but he had a winner's smile on his face and spoke in a confident tone.
Lin Su didn't look at him.
He was afraid that if he saw his smug expression, he would not be able to control himself and really twist his head off.
"Yinyin wants to drink soup, go and serve it to her."
"Su, why are you so angry?
Yinyin depends on me, did you just find out?
Look at what you've done to me. I'm a little sad."
Lin Su took a glance and saw the smug expression on Cheng Ze's face.
However, he did not fly into a rage as Cheng Ze had expected, but instead his tone became a little softer.
"Cheng Ze, don't be so cocky.
If you didn't have to keep your hands to make soup for Yinyin, do you think they would still stay on your arms peacefully?
besides……"
He looked at him coldly and said, "Try hitting her again next time."
Cheng Ze: “…”
“Are you kidding?
Do you know how I treated her on the first day?
Why are you jumping out now and pretending... Ugh! "
Lin Su grabbed his throat with one hand and even lifted him up, with both feet off the ground.
"I say, hit her again, try it!"
"Understand?"
With every two words he said, his fingers tightened a little. When he said the last word "me", Cheng Ze even seemed to hear the cracking sound of his throat as if it was about to be crushed.
At this moment, he really wanted to kill himself.
This thought made Cheng Ze shudder, but also made him make the right choice.
"Ahem...I understand...I understand..."
"Brother...let...let go."
There was no expression on Lin Su's face, but Cheng Ze, who was lacking oxygen to the extreme, felt as if he saw him struggling - struggling to let himself go or to strangle himself to death.
Fortunately, he finally let go.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..." Cheng Ze coughed and gave Lin Su a thumbs up.
Lin Su seemed to be unable to see.
"When you've coughed enough, get up and go give Yinyin some soup."
Cheng Ze: “…”
…
Cheng Ze's soup is complicated and time-consuming to make, so no matter what time it is, there is always soup made by Cheng Ze for Cheng Yinyin in the kitchen.
Whether she can finish it or not, it is always ready.
Sometimes even Lin Su couldn't quite understand Cheng Ze.
He clearly hated Mr. Cheng, to the point of taking his anger out on Cheng Yinyin and transferring his hatred onto her.
But he would never get tired of spending more than four hours every day preparing a bowl of nourishing soup for Cheng Yinyin.
He would also take care of everything about Cheng Yinyin, even small things like dressing and combing her hair, eating and drinking soup, and he would take care of them personally.
He seemed to love her so much.
…
Lin Su and Cheng Ze entered the bedroom door one after another.
Si Jiu's gaze fell on Cheng Ze almost immediately.
Her lips pouted before she opened her mouth, and tears started to well up in her eyes.
"Second brother~"
Cheng Ze still had a gentle smile on his face, and there was no sign at all of the miserable look on his face as he was sweating profusely from the pain and wanted to bang his head against the wall.
As soon as he reached the bed, Si Jiu threw herself into his arms.
He quickly steadied the soup bowl with one hand and caught her with the other, stroking her back. "The soup almost spilled. What happened?"
Si Jiu leaned in his arms and shook her head, grabbing his sleeve with one hand and calling coquettishly, "Second brother~"
"Yes, I am."
"Second brother~"
"Second brother is here."
"Brother~ I feel so bad."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Everyone around was silent.
Only Cheng Ze's gentle voice, as melodious and pleasant as a cello, patiently comforted the girl who kept acting coquettishly towards him.
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