As Su Ya changed clothes, she accidentally touched the bruise on her chest, causing her to grimace in pain.
Even now, she couldn't understand why there was such a strange person nearby; she had never seen him before.
What was even more puzzling was the way his expression turned incredibly complex the moment he saw the birthmark on her waist, and then he fled.
Su Yuanzhan had no choice but to flee, as he and the Su family obviously had some issues.
The current generation of the Su family either claimed he was crazy or that he was dead.
And a part of the Su family despised him even more fiercely.
Given his current mad state, he didn't dare acknowledge Su Ya, and he was still uncertain whether Su Ya really was his daughter.
If Su Ya was indeed his daughter, then who was the little girl Su Ya was with?
Had Su Ya already gotten married?
After changing clothes, Su Ya went to the living room to reheat the meal she had prepared earlier.
Su Fan glanced at Su Ya and couldn't help but look baffled.
Because this time, Su Ya was quite minimalist with her attire, sporting only a snow-white T-shirt and nothing underneath.
It wasn't an intentional choice; the bruise on her left chest was very painful.
Wearing a bra would only have made it more uncomfortable.
Plus, being at home, she simply decided to go without one.
Her cooking skills were excellent, and since she was just reheating food this time, it was quickly ready.
The bulk-packaged liquor she had bought from an old neighborhood distillery was also brought out.
She poured a cup for Su Fan and then one for herself before saying with a smile, "Dr. Su, it's just a simple home-cooked meal, please make do."
Su Fan would never complain, "I used to live in the mountains too, where life is simple. These dishes feel even more like home to me."
His words were not arbitrary but reflected the actual situation.
In the mountain villages, as long as the food was delicious, that was enough; they didn't focus much on variety.
Su Ya didn't know if Su Fan's words were true or not, but they warmed her heart.
When a woman is with a man, if he can make her feel safe and content, of course, she is likely to take a liking to him.
Since coming to the city, Su Fan had encountered many things, and his temperament had been elevated, or perhaps changed.
No matter what, judging by actions not intentions, Su Fan had first rescued Su Ya's daughter, Su Xiaoya, then taken care of the mother and daughter's daily life, and then helped them several more times.
This time, in the hands of a very strange criminal, he had protected Su Ya from being violated.
Su Ya even thought, how wonderful it would be if her original husband had been Su Fan?
Thinking of her tragic life brought a sorrow she could not suppress, prompting her to drink heavily with Su Fan.
Starving, Su Fan was preoccupied with eating and didn't notice Su Ya's emotional state.
By the time he had nearly finished, Su Ya was already passed out in his arms.
As Su Ya suddenly leaned over, Su Fan instinctively reached out to catch her.
He swore it was not intentional, but as he reached out, he ended up grasping a soft melon in his hand.
Luckily, it wasn't the side that was bruised, for even slightly drunk, Su Ya would have flared up in pain instantly.
In a drunken haze, Su Ya nestled into Su Fan's embrace, speaking in a soft and tender voice.
Her breath was as fragrant as orchids, soothingly perfuming the air, penetrating directly into Su Fan's senses.
After drinking, she became even more enchanting and captivating.