Huo Xiang sighed inside his heart. The way his mother said it made it sound as though she was his stepmother.
Huo Xiang raised his head and wanted to speak up but was beaten by his father’s next set of words.
“Honey, it’s redundant to ask. He’s a grownup. Can’t he take care of his meals?” Huo Jinyan shook his head.
“I was just asking, okay?” Song Ning glanced at her husband. She headed back to the room, patting the mask on her face.
Huo Xiang: “…”
Ever since he moved back a few days ago, he was unsure whether it made any difference to his condition or not, but his heart certainly got wounded repeatedly.
Huo Yao watched her fourth brother wallow in self-pity. He looked adorable. She consumed the soup before turning to place the cake in front of him. “This bakery’s strawberry cake is quite good.”
Huo Xiang was just going to say that his little sister was the best.
“???”
Why on earth did she get him strawberry cake?
Did he look like a girl to her?
Huo Yao went back to eating her spicy hot pot and failed to notice the look on her fourth brother’s face.
Huo Xiang picked up his chopsticks sadly. He let go of all inhibitions since he was famished. He placed a fish ball into his mouth and began eating ravenously resulting in the oil from the fishball splash on his clothes.
This was getting really awkward.
Huo Yao coughed but didn’t look at him.
They ate quietly until Huo Xiang recalled something and looked at his little sister. “Yao, were the meds that you gave me very expensive?”
Tong Yu told him that those experts claimed that the medicine was priceless and wanted him to ask his little sister for the source.
“Not too much,” replied Huo Yao casually.
After she finished her food, she leaned against the chair with a satiated look on her face. “I’ll give you another bottle in a few days. I guarantee you’ll recover fully after taking it.”
Huo Xiang was stunned. He instinctively clenched the hand resting on the table and stammered. “Full… full recovery?”
Huo Yao blinked at him before getting up to clear the dishes. She smiled and continued to speak while walking towards the kitchen. “Brother Xiang, don’t worry. I’m here.”
Huo Xiang looked at his sister from behind. His mind was in a tizzy. He wanted to ask her what she meant, but a voice in his head told him to not overthink her words.
Huo Yao came out after doing the dishes to see Huo Xiang immersed in deep thought. She didn’t probe him on it and only said, “Brother Xiang, I’m going upstairs.”
Huo Xiang gathered his thoughts and looked up. “Oh, sure.”
After Huo Yao went upstairs, he walked over to the living room to sit down on the couch. He looked at Huo Jinyan perplexedly. “Dad, do you think Yao sometimes sounds really… mysterious?”
“Mysterious?” Huo Jinyan narrowed his eyes.
Then he picked up a cushion on the couch and hurled it at his youngest son. “Your little sister even brought supper for you. How can you think that she’s weird?”
Huo Xiang’s lips twitched. He had clearly said ‘mysterious’. Why did the word change to ‘weird’ while rolling off his father’s tongue?
He was seriously starting to believe that his father was perpetually waiting for a chance to pounce on him.
Huo Xiang scratched his head and said, “Wasn’t Yao raised by her foster grandmother in a small town since young? In theory, her friends should be limited to classmates and neighbors from that town, right?”
Huo Jinyan glanced at him. “What are you trying to say?”
Huo Xiang went quiet for two seconds before uttering softly. “Didn’t she give me a bottle of meds? I checked it with an expert. As per him, the pills are priceless and super rare.”
