"No, nothing!" Su Ruobai managed to say calmly.
"I really can’t hold it any longer." Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed exaggeratively.
"Ah! I’m going to call Xiao Xue." Su Ruobai said hastily.
"It’s too late, you guys need to help me in quickly." Zhang Xiaohao urged.
"You... okay! I’ll help you inside." Su Ruobai hesitated.
His stunning face changed dramatically, his cheeks blushing beautifully.
"Yating, quick! Help me with him." Su Ruobai urged.
"Uh, Sister Su, I need to use the restroom first! I’ll be right back." Zhou Yating cried out in alarm.
She bolted outside like lightning.
In the blink of an eye, she had already slipped away without a trace.
"Ah! Yating, stop right there! Come back!" Su Ruobai yelled loudly.
The more she yelled, the faster Zhou Yating ran away.
The sound of the door closing crisply left behind two rolling eyes.
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"I, I, alright then!" Su Ruobai said helplessly.
She was completely bewildered, not even sure what was going on.
Under Zhang Xiaohao’s urging, she helped him into the restroom.
"Go ahead! I’ll step out, and you call me when you’re done," Su Ruobai said.
"My hand can’t move, it hurts whenever I try!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"You..." Su Ruobai said, exasperated.
Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s innocent look, she backed down instantly.
"I can help you, but you mustn’t speak of this!" Su Ruobai said.
"Sure! I promise I won’t tell anyone, it’ll just die in my heart." Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmph! If you dare to speak of it, I’ll end you!" Su Ruobai threatened fiercely.
She made a scissors gesture with her hand.
"Shut up! Don’t tell me how to do it," Su Ruobai snapped coldly.
After speaking, she actually turned her head away.
Her large, expressive eyes even held a hint of curiosity.
Zhang Xiaohao, feeling very pleased with himself, was almost humming a tune.
"I’m done!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"If you’re done, then good," Su Ruobai said.
"I’m hurt, I can’t move my hand," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"You..." Su Ruobai said, getting angry.
She forcefully suppressed the fury in her heart, constantly comforting herself that he was a patient! A patient!
"Wait!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"What now?" Su Ruobai said, barely holding back her urge to explode.
"You bastard!" Su Ruobai gritted her teeth.
"Maybe you should call Xue’er up here?" Zhang Xiaohao suggested purposefully.
"Shut up! If you spout more nonsense, you’ll regret it!" Su Ruobai threatened.
She glared at Zhang Xiaohao fiercely.
She walked to the side, picked up a clean towel, and began to wipe him down.
Zhang Xiaohao was lying back in bed.
Su Ruobai sat opposite him, glaring at him fiercely, with eyes that seemed to breathe fire.
The door opened, and Cheng Tianxue walked in carrying freshly made chicken soup.
"Oh! Ruobai, why are you alone? Where’s Yating?" Cheng Tianxue asked, puzzled.
"Yating had a bathroom emergency," Su Ruobai said, her face blushing.
"Your face, why is it so red? Do you have a fever?" Cheng Tianxue asked curiously.
"No, no! It’s just a bit stuffy in the room," Su Ruobai said awkwardly.
Zhang Xiaohao chuckled inwardly, feeling very smug.
"Yeah, right," he thought. "Let’s see if you dare act arrogant in front of me again."
"Okay." Cheng Tianxue nodded.
She placed the chicken soup on the table, ladled out a bowl, and handed it to Su Ruobai.
"We’ve known each other since we were kids. After all these years, you’ve never tried my cooking. Let’s see how it tastes," Cheng Tianxue said with a smile.
"Sure!" Su Ruobai smiled sweetly.
She took the chicken soup, scooped some up with a spoon,
and gracefully put it into her mouth.
"Mmm!" At the taste, a burnt flavor filled her mouth, terribly unpalatable, and she nearly spit the soup out.
"Is it good?" Cheng Tianxue asked hopefully.
Her eyes, like twin stars, stared unblinkingly at her.
"Mmm! It’s tasty," Su Ruobai forced a smile, meeting Cheng Tianxue’s eager gaze.
"I knew it would be! With my smarts and skills in business, I can handle anything, even these small culinary feats! Ruobai, if it’s good, have some more, there’s plenty in the pot," Cheng Tianxue said, smugly.
"Okay!" Su Ruobai nodded.
Her heart filled with bitterness, she couldn’t bear to speak the truth and had to force it down.
"Xiaohao, I’ll feed you!" Cheng Tianxue said.
"Okay." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
Cheng Tianxue picked up the bowl, like a devoted wife and mother, gently blew on the soup, and brought it to Zhang Xiaohao’s lips.
Su Ruobai stared wide-eyed, almost in disbelief.
Is this really the close friend I grew up with? The same cold and commanding businesswoman who usually shows no interest in men?
Now, she looked like a little housewife!
And Zhang Xiaohao was even more absurd.
With every sip of chicken soup, he deliberately smacked his lips loudly, making it seem like a delicacy from heaven.
"Could it really be that tasty?" Su Ruobai wondered skeptically.
Determined not to believe it, she scooped up another spoonful and put it into her mouth.
Mmm! It was still the same awful taste, with a strong burnt flavor.
"Ah! How can he enjoy something so awful? How does he do it?" Su Ruobai thought incredulously.
Soon, a whole bowl of chicken soup had been drunk by Zhang Xiaohao.
"Oh! Ruobai, why aren’t you eating? Are you too precious to eat it? Stop dawdling, go ahead and eat! There’s a lot more in the pot," Cheng Tianxue said.