Chapter 08 So this is the truth 3
Su Anyang's home is not big, but it is very warm. The two-bedroom, one-living room apartment is not gorgeous, but clean and bright. It can be seen that Su Anyang's family environment is very ordinary, but she has grown up so well. I think she must have a happy family.
"Anyang, why is no one at your home?" The house was cold and deserted.
"My mother hasn't gotten off work yet." Su Anyang took the dishes into the kitchen and answered naturally, "So we have to prepare this birthday dinner ourselves. You two have to help me, too."
"Of course I have no problem, but I don't know about someone else." I answered while looking up at Wei Jimu who was looking around.
Seeing how skilled Su Anyang is in doing housework, I know that she must be a diligent child at home.
"Uh, Anyang, where's your dad?"
"Dead." Su Anyang's hand, which was cutting vegetables, suddenly paused. After a moment, he answered coldly.
"Uh, Anyang, I'm sorry. I didn't know..." I regretted my rashness very much.
Lin Yining, you are such an idiot.
It's a great day, but you're really bringing up all sorts of issues!
But... why is Su Anyang so cold when mentioning her father?
I didn't hear any sadness in her voice just now.
There is only anger and hidden resentment.
This feeling is really weird.
"It's okay." Su Anyang smiled nonchalantly, "Uh, Yining, help me wash the chicken wings."
"Okay, I'll make the cola chicken wings later." I turned around to get the chicken wings, but found that the defender Ji Mo was staring at Su Anyang thoughtfully, as if he was thinking about something.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he even forgot to refute my provocation.
"Hey, Master Wei, stop being lazy and come help." While washing the chicken wings in water, I nudged Wei Jimo with my elbow, "Do you have the nerve to be lazy here alone?"
"Who said I was lazy?" Wei Jimo leaned against the kitchen threshold, crossed his hands over his chest, and said in a leisurely manner, "Am I not responsible for supervising you?"
"You're so lazy." I put the marinated chicken wings into the pot and cooked them. I complained while busying myself, "Hey, Anyang. Look at him, he's doing nothing and you don't care about him."
"It's okay." Su Anyang looked back at Wei Jimo, his gentle eyes showing a hint of pampering and love, "Let him be lazy. We won't give him food later if he's lazy."
"Hey, are you two teaming up to bully me?" Wei Jimo stole a piece of freshly baked cola chicken wing from the plate and put it into his mouth. While eating, he was picky and said, "Tsk tsk, the taste is just average, not as good as the one made by my chef. You two, please stop accusing me of being lazy. I am supervising you and tasting the taste of the dishes at the same time. Do you think it's easy for me?"
"If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it. Give it back to me."
This guy is a dog that can't spit out ivory. He doesn't do anything himself, but he is still picky.
I reached out to grab the chicken wing from Wei Jimo's hand, but he had the foresight to raise the chicken wing high and place it parallel to his head.
"Forget it. Considering your hard work, I will just eat it reluctantly."
"Don't let yourself be wronged! I will be guilty if I upset your noble and delicate stomach."
I stood on tiptoe and continued to snatch, "So, we should keep these chicken wings for ourselves."
"Stingy!" Wei Jimo wanted to dodge, but the moment he turned around, his movements suddenly stopped.
There was a dampness on the forehead that had not yet dissipated.
The feeling of our skin touching each other made my hands freeze in mid-air.
Ahhh, was I kissed by Wei Jimo just now?
I wanted to reach out and touch my forehead, but my cheeks suddenly felt hot, spreading from my neck to my ears.
"I'm giving it back to you. What's the big deal? It's so disgusting!" Throwing the poor half-eaten chicken wing into my hand, Wei Jimu fled from the kitchen.
"What's wrong with you two?" Su Anyang, who had been concentrating on cooking, turned around and looked at me in surprise. "Uh, Yining, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red? Are you overheated?"
"Yes, yes, it's really hot today." I fanned my hands and smiled awkwardly, "It looks like summer is coming soon."
"Really? Why don't I feel it's hot today?" Su Anyang looked at me strangely, "It's only the end of April, it's still a long way from summer! Uh, it's the end of the season, do you feel hot too?"
“Cough, cough, cough, cough…” A sound of choking on water came from the living room. After a while, Wei Jimo stopped coughing and muttered, “Who knows, this damn weather!”
