Tell Daddy, Mommy is not a bad person

It was late in the evening when Xia Wan returned to Lu's house, and when he walked into the gate, he noticed the abnormal atmosphere.

Lu Fengqiao's displeased and cold voice came: "Xia Wan, why did you come back so late? Did you forget that you still have to cook lunch?"

Today, because I spent a lot of time talking with my grandfather, Xia Wan couldn't come back to cook at noon.

She lowered her eyes slightly, apologetic: "Miss Lu, I'm sorry, I... have something to delay today."

Hearing her timid voice, Lu Fengqiao frowned: "Young Master Lu hasn't eaten since he came back at noon, so hurry up and prepare dinner and take it upstairs."

Xia Wan responded again and again, then went into the kitchen, washed her hands and started cooking.

It's not difficult for Xia Wan to have a dinner. In just a short while, she made a complicated egg-skin meat dumpling stew.

Thinking that Lu Siting didn't even eat lunch, it should be because of his grandfather's illness and tasteless, so Xia Wan specially cooked a few delicious dishes, hoping to increase the man's appetite.

Xia Wan went upstairs with the dinner plate, she knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Isn't Lu Siting in the room?
Xia Wan hesitated a little, raised her hand to turn the doorknob, the door opened, and she saw Lu Siting curled up on the sofa at a glance.

The man's eyes were closed tightly, his hands were covering his abdomen, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, obviously feeling unwell.

Xia Wan's heart tightened, and without thinking too much, she put the dinner plate in front of the coffee table, moved closer to the sofa in front of Lu Siting.

"What's wrong with you? Is it stomach trouble again? Or is it not feeling well?"

Feeling the temperature in front of him, Lu Siting slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw Xia Wan's approaching face, a cold light of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

"Go away! Don't worry about it..."

If it wasn't for her, how could grandpa become what he is now.

Xia Wan pursed her lips, even if Lu Siting didn't give her a good face, she didn't intend to back down.

"You must have a stomach problem. I'll cook some porridge for you."

Xia Wan tightened the mask on her face, left this sentence lightly, and left the man's room.

Lu Siting stared at her back as she disappeared outside the door, his engraved handsome face twitched twice, his body curled up on the sofa tightened, and his stomach pain seemed to get worse. ,

Xia Wan was cooking porridge in the kitchen when Lu Fengqiao suddenly appeared behind her.

"What are you doing again?"

The sudden sound startled Xia Wan.

Xia Wan looked back and explained: "Mr. Lu has a stomach problem, I'll cook some porridge for him."

Lu Fengqiao narrowed her almond eyes and stared at her: "How do you know that Lu Shao has a stomach problem?"

Her rhetorical question made Xia Wan's hand holding the spoon stiff, and she saw suspicion in Lu Fengqiao's eyes.

Xia Wan lowered her eyes slightly, and replied cautiously: "I found out when I went upstairs just now, because my daughter is not in good health, and I am more sensitive to patients' reactions."

Lu Fengqiao half-believed her explanation, and finally said indifferently: "You prepare the porridge, and send it to Young Master Lu quickly."

Xia Wan nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When she was in the Lu family, she felt that this sister Qiao was not easy to get close to, and she treated everyone and things coldly. It is still the same now, and it really hasn't changed at all.

Seeing the rice porridge churning in the pot, the milky white rice soup became richer and richer, Xia Wan turned off the fire, took out the white porridge and brought it upstairs again.

She knocked on the door, but no one paid any attention.

Xia Wan came in uninvited, knowing that she was the last person Lu Siting wanted to see right now, she still had to bite the bullet.