C69 (1/2)

”Tang Zhen, is the porridge ready? Qi Ting said that he's hungry. ”

Yu Yifei walked into the kitchen with her arms folded across her chest. She looked at Tang Zhen's figure with shrewdness, and then looked at the bowl of porridge she had just filled.

Towards Yu Yifei's arrogant and conceited attitude, Tang Zhen had never cared about him.

She carried the dining plate over. She originally wanted to deliver it to Song Qiting, but was stopped by Yu Yifei.

This was the most important step of Yu Yifei's plans for tonight. Tang Zhen definitely could not ruin her plans.

She stood in front of Tang Zhen and reached out to take the plate in her hands.

”Qi Ting is taking a bath right now. He just instructed me to bring the congee up.”

Yu Yifei looked complacently at Tang Zhen's words. She was really good at acting, which made it difficult for others to tell if what she said was true or not. However, looking at her complacent expression, Tang Zhen naturally thought that what she said was all true.

After all, everyone could see the relationship between her and Song Qiting.

Tang Zhen allowed Yu Yifei to snatch the dining plate from her hands, but before she could turn around, she heard Yu Yifei command once again, in his tone.

”Oh yeah, Tang Zhen, Qi Ting said that he wanted you to clean up the trash in the villa and throw them out. After all, your body is too weak, and you need to train harder.”

Yu Yifei then wiggled her waist and carried the plate up the stairs. However, the moment she turned around, her face which was filled with a smile like a flower earlier instantly became ruthless.

She quickly took out a pill from her pocket and stirred it, her mouth forming a sinister smile, and then walked towards Song Qiting's room as though nothing had happened.

Tang Zhen looked at the trash in the kitchen. The words that Yu Yifei had passed on were too similar to the tone that Song Qiting used, so she was too lazy to think about why Song Qiting's attitude towards her had such a huge difference.

She quickly collected the rubbish from the villa into a large bag and carried it out.

Because there was so much rubbish, the trash cans in the vicinity were too full. She could only go to a further place.

In the villa, Song Qiting was just finishing his shower when he saw Yu Yifei already sitting in his own room.

He couldn't help but frown as he carelessly wiped his hair with the towel in his hand before tossing it to the side.

”Why are you here?”

His expression was somewhat unhappy, but the other party was Yu Yifei after all, so his expression was not too obvious.

”Tang Zhen said that her arm is hurting, so she asked me to bring it over for you. This is the porridge that Tang Zhen cooked personally, she told me to tell you to eat it all, then I'll leave first.”

Yu Yifei had already stood up, but she did not look shrewd at all, which made Song Qiting not doubt her words.

Because his entire focus was on the line ”Tang Zhen tells you to eat everything”, Song Qiting couldn't help but feel satisfied with his heart.

Seeing that Yu Yifei had already left his room, and his gaze once again landed on the bowl of porridge, the corner of his mouth finally revealed a hint of a smile, and he quickly picked up the bowl of porridge.

He had never eaten the porridge that Tang Zhen cooked before. Smelling the fragrant smell, he no longer hesitated and started to eat big mouthfuls of it.

Tang Zhen's culinary skills were extremely good. Originally, the bean petal fish from before had already shocked Song Qiting to his very core, and now, this porridge had even shocked him more than a little. Even Song Qiting's famous pickiness had been deeply impressed by her.

However, as he ate, he felt his body become inexplicably hot and dry. He thought it was because of the porridge, so he quickly tore off the bathrobe, revealing his chest that was as hard as iron.

His breathing slowly started to tense up, and the heat around his body made him feel more and more that something was wrong. His head suddenly shook, and his hawk-like eyes stared intently at the bowl of porridge.

His vision had already started to wander, and even his consciousness had started to blur. All the blood in his body was boiling in his veins, as if it was about to explode.

How could Song Qiting not understand what was going on with him?