Even though Su An thought Lin Murong was a big baddie, Su An’s mom, Su Linglong, thought Lin Murong was a good person.
A really good person.
Their vegetables were almost out, and Lin Murong had sent them another basket; if that wasn’t being a good person, then what was?
Truly, a really good person.
This was just too timely.
"Thank you so much," Su Linglong said with a moved expression, "You and the boss have helped us so much. We don’t know how to repay you."
"Don’t mention it, it’s nothing, not worth mentioning," Lin Murong waved his hand, he was just in the mood for some mischief, wanting to tease the kid a bit.
Su Linglong: "No, we need it."
Lin Murong really had given them a lot of stuff, and she was truly embarrassed, but they really needed it, and even if she didn’t, she wanted to keep it for Su An.
So she thickened her skin and accepted it, feeling very grateful towards him.
"Oh, you really don’t have to."
Su Yinhe, who had witnessed the whole thing, had an expressionless face.
She just waited, waited to see how long they could keep refusing each other.
She wanted to see when they would get thirsty from all the talking.
Indeed, they didn’t talk long before getting thirsty, and then, Lin Murong threw a few Crystal Cores, and invited Su Linglong, Su An, and himself to drink warm milk tea.
Of course, he had made it himself.
He had originally intended to use the Crystal Cores to ask Su Yinhe to make it.
Su Yinhe gave him one word in response: "Scram."
Didn’t he see she was busy binge-watching?
As if she had all the time in the world.
Although, to be fair, she did have some free time.
But, she wasn’t so idle as to make milk tea for Lin Murong.
Besides, her labor wasn’t cheap, okay. The few Crystal Cores Lin Murong gave were far from enough.
So Lin Murong had to do it himself.
And his cooking skills were despised by Su An.
After taking a sip, Su An frowned.
"It’s so bitter," Su An said, sticking out his tongue.
"How can that be. Milk tea is sweet. I followed the correct steps; how could it be bitter," Lin Murong reacted strongly, the little brat daring to question his skills.
Could it be because of that basket of vegetables, "holding a grudge" against him?
"It really is bitter. If you don’t believe me, Brother Lin, taste it."
Lin Murong, half-skeptical, took a sip.
It really was bitter.
"Puh puh puh, what’s going on, how can it be bitter!" Lin Murong snatched the milk tea from Su An’s hand and tore off its seal to investigate.
"Why? Why on earth! It really is bitter," Lin Murong scratched his head, completely at a loss for the reason.
Why it really was bitter.
"I didn’t lie to you. I’m not like you, Brother Lin, tricking kids," Su An said, sticking out his tongue again.
This Brother Lin, having said he’d stop sending vegetables, had turned around and sent a whole basket again.
He knew that Brother Lin was giving them things and being nice to them, but the thought of being overshadowed by vegetables for the coming days drove Su An crazy.
At such a young age, he was nearly learning how to go mad.
"When did I ever deceive kids? Do you have evidence? Don’t talk nonsense without evidence," Lin Murong could unashamedly deny any accusation without evidence.
Alright, he had no evidence.
He could only watch Brother Lin be so arrogant.
Su An was puffed up with anger.
His cheeks were all puffed up.
Lin Murong found it amusing and even came closer to poke one.
Brother Lin, really is a big bad guy, big bad guy, big bad guy.
"Brother Lin, you’re too mean. You are a bad person, a rotten egg."
"You just don’t get it. Being a rotten egg is always better than being a good egg. Good egg doesn’t sound good at all."
He didn’t want to play with Brother Lin anymore, he only wanted to play with Fangfang.
Fangfang was at least a bit more normal.
At least she wouldn’t deceive children.
Su An, with puffed cheeks, went to find Fangfang and started to complain.
After listening, Fangfang nodded and then began to join him in complaining about Lin Murong.
Fangfang also had a big grievance against Lin Murong.
As for Lin Murong, he was temporarily too busy to continue teasing the child.
He was still trying to figure out something.
Why was Su An’s milk tea bitter, while his and Su Linglong’s were normal, sweet?
"What on earth is the reason?" Lin Murong was puzzled.
Watching from the side, Su Yinhe couldn’t stand it any longer.
"Is it possible... that you put coffee powder in it?" With such a heavy coffee flavor, couldn’t he taste it?
"Huh? How could that be! Wait, now that you mention it..." Lin Murong took another sip, "Ptooey, ptooey, there really is a coffee taste."
"But, how could the coffee powder end up where we make the milk tea?" The mystery was solved, but now Lin Murong had a new question.
"I wanted to drink coffee a few days ago, and what was left over after I made it was..." She put it down casually, never expecting Lin Murong to just pour it in.
"Great, you drink coffee secretly behind my back and don’t tell me."
Su Yinhe: "...Scram."
He has to be informed about everything she drinks, right?
"Oh." Lin Murong’s head drooped in disappointment, but soon he perked up again, having cracked the case.
Su Yinhe shook her head.
"Too lively. Overly lively."
"How nice it is, being so lively, it makes one happy just looking at it," Su Linglong chimed in.
She looked at Lin Murong with a gentle smile.
"Don’t be envious. After your son plays with him for a few more days, he’ll turn out the same." Not to speak of a few days, the trend was already there.
"It’s good. I hope he can be like Lin Murong, happy every day, with no worries. And even if there are worries, he’ll soon forget them."
Su Yinhe chose to remain silent.
She didn’t know how to respond to that.
Fortunately, Su Linglong didn’t really need her to respond.
After saying that, Su Linglong changed the subject and chatted with Su Yinhe for a while before going inside to shop. She couldn’t buy much today because Lin Murong had given her a big basket of vegetables, and it was already a bit difficult to carry it back home. If she bought anything more, she truly wouldn’t be able to take it back.
Since it was still early, Su Linglong took her time browsing around.
She really loved shopping at the supermarket.
Every time she shopped, watching the supermarket shelves crammed with goods gave her an odd sense of satisfaction.
The supermarket wasn’t hers, but sometimes she would fantasize about taking everything home, filling up her house.
The thought of such a scene was thrilling.
Having figured out the puzzle, Lin Murong ran over excitedly, ready to tell Su An.
It wasn’t an issue with his skills, it was the ingredients.
But he happened to overhear Su An and Fangfang speaking ill of him.
"He’s just an idiot, heartless and mindless. He doesn’t pursue romance himself, which is fine, but he also stops me from pursuing romance." Fangfang popped up an eye-rolling emoji.
"He also deceives kids. The liar said he wouldn’t bring vegetables."