Fu Shihan saw Su Wanxin out the door, watching her return to her own ho, before he let out a long, drawn-out sigh.
He couldn’t help but curse himself, "Idiot," why had he chosen to watch a thriller, of all things.
Damn it, did he scare her off?
Fu Shihan didn’t realize that sothing had suddenly co to Su Wanxin’s mind; he just assud she was angry at him for being boring and forcing her to watch sothing like that. Plus, the flu was quite serious recently, and their ho might not have been heated enough, possibly causing her to catch cold.
He went back to the sofa to self-reflect, turned off the TV, went straight upstairs, took a bath, and then went to bed.
Su Wanxin did indeed have a headache, and she wasn’t lying to him.
After she went ho, she crawled into bed; no matter how hard she tried to rember, she simply couldn’t.
She closed her eyes in a dazed state, cuddling the already asleep Little Ball beside her, and without realizing it, drifted off to sleep.
The next day, when she woke up and hurriedly got up to wash and head downstairs, Su Yao, who was leisurely having morning tea in the living room, inford her that it was Saturday and there was no work.
Taking advantage of the day off and the fact that both Qi Ran and Su Bai were also at ho, Su Wanxin didn’t go out.
The atmosphere at ho was warm, and Su Wanxin played chess with Yangyang in the living room. Outside, the sky was overcast, and without notice, it began to snow.
Around lunchti, just as Qi Ran and Su Yao had finished preparing the food and were calling Su Wanxin to take Yangyang to wash his hands for the al, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Su Wanxin was slightly startled and watched as Su Bai went to open the door. As the door opened, a familiar face appeared.
Su Bai faced Fu Shihan, eyebrows raised, and asked, "What’s up?"
Fu Shihan opened his mouth to answer when he heard his son’s voice from inside.
"Daddy!" Yangyang ran over and hugged him, looking up, inviting, "We’re just about to eat, co join us quickly!"
Fu Shihan: "..."
What a good son, didn’t have you for nothing.
Yangyang tugged at Fu Shihan’s hand and pulled him toward the inside of the house; seeing his eager deanor, Su Bai montarily wanted to stop him but couldn’t think of a reason.
Dining room.
As Qi Ran and Su Yao had just set the food on the table, they discovered an uninvited guest had arrived.
They glanced coldly at Fu Shihan, their faces clearly displaying an "unwelco" sign, but unfortunately, he pretended to be blind and couldn’t see it.
"Grandma!" Yangyang’s voice was crisp as he looked at Qi Ran with hopeful eyes and said, "Let my daddy eat with us too, please?"
Qi Ran was about to refuse when she heard him add, "Grandma makes the best food! Let my daddy taste it too!"
Qi Ran: "..."
"Grandma, I haven’t had a al with daddy for so long." Yangyang let go of Fu Shihan’s hand and ran to cling to Qi Ran. "Grandma, please."
Qi Ran: "..."
This wily kid, who does he get his ability to act cute from?
"What are you doing here?" Qi Ran looked askance at Fu Shihan, her voice cool as she asked.
Fu Shihan quickly thought of a reply, answering, "I wanted to make sothing to eat but found out there’s no salt at ho, so I ca to borrow so."
This answer was utterly shaless.
Fu Shihan faced Qi Ran with an open and frank expression, smiled, and said, "Aunt Qi, I really haven’t eaten."
Look, my son is pleading with you, would you have the heart to send away in front of him and let go hungry?
If you have the heart to send away, I would be too embarrassed to leave.
Qi Ran took a deep breath, then looked down at the calf clinging to her arm, his face full of hope and charm.
She had no choice but to nod.
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