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Zhang Liang drank the hangover soup in one breath, but because he drank too quickly, he accidentally choked.

He began to cough continuously, his face slightly red, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable from choking.

Seeing this, Qin Youlan rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly, "Uncle, please drink slower. You're just like a child."

Hearing Qin Youlan's words, Zhang Liang smiled awkwardly, trying to ease the atmosphere.

However, at this moment, Qin Youlan noticed that there was some sobering soup hanging from the corner of Zhang Liang's mouth, making him look particularly embarrassed.

She sighed, stood up, and slowly walked towards Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang was startled when he saw Qin Youlan's actions. He stumbled and said jokingly, "Sister-in-law, I just drank a little too quickly. You don't want to hit me, do you?"

Despite his relaxed tone, his eyes revealed a hint of nervousness and uneasiness.

Qin Youlan obviously heard the joke in Zhang Liang's mouth, but her mood did not improve.

Her expression turned serious and she asked, "Uncle, am I really that violent in your impression?"

Seeing that Qin Youlan seemed really unhappy, Zhang Liang immediately realized his gaffe.

He quickly shook his head and denied it: "Don't mind, sister-in-law, I was just joking. In my mind, you have always been that gentle and generous sister-in-law."

After hearing Zhang Liang's sincere explanation and apology, Qin Youlan's mood finally eased a little.

She sighed softly, and the anger in her eyes gradually dissipated.

Seeing Zhang Liang's embarrassment, Qin Youlan couldn't help but smile gently.

She reached out from her bosom and took out an exquisite handkerchief. She bent down, raised her hand and gently wiped the sobering soup that flowed from the corner of Zhang Liang's mouth.

Qin Youlan's technique was delicate and gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang was stunned by Qin Youlan's actions. He stood there motionless, letting her wipe him.

His heartbeat involuntarily accelerated. Feeling the touch from the corner of his mouth and the faint fragrance emanating from Qin Youlan, he felt an unprecedented tension and excitement.

After Qin Youlan wiped the marks from Zhang Liang's mouth, she nodded with satisfaction and said, "Uncle, you should pay more attention to your appearance in the future. Otherwise, what will you do if you make a fool of yourself?"

Her tone was full of concern and love.

After hearing Qin Youlan's words, Zhang Liang finally came back to his senses. With an awkward smile on his face, he said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. But in the future, I can do this kind of thing by myself. Just tell me."

He tried to remain calm, but he couldn't calm down inside.

Qin Youlan seemed to notice Zhang Liang's embarrassment. She interrupted him and said with a smile, "Uncle, what are you worried about? You are my brother. Is there anything wrong with an older sister helping her?"

Her tone was relaxed and natural, making Zhang Liang feel warm and at ease.

When Zhang Liang heard Qin Youlan say this, the tension in his heart gradually dissipated.

So he stopped insisting on his own idea and said gratefully: "Thank you for your understanding and support, sister-in-law."

While Qin Youlan and Zhang Liang were talking, Wang Yuehan, holding a bowl of sobering soup in his hand, hid behind the wall and observed them quietly.

She listened carefully to their conversation and kept her eyes fixed on their intimate actions.

When Wang Yuehan saw Qin Youlan wiping Zhang Liang's mouth, his hand holding the bowl gradually tightened, and a strong sense of jealousy surged in his heart.

There was a hint of loss and confusion in her eyes, and she muttered quietly: "Am I late? But why are the two of them so close?"

She felt an unprecedented sense of uneasiness and jealousy, and didn't know how to face the scene before her.

Wang Yuehan was holding the hangover soup in his hand and was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, a maid passing by noticed her and greeted her with a smile: "Hello, Madam."

Hearing the maid's greeting, Wang Yuehan nodded politely in response.

At the same time, Zhang Liang and Qin Youlan were also attracted by the sound. They immediately turned their heads and looked at where Wang Yuehan was.

Qin Youlan took a few steps back after seeing Wang Yuehan, as if she wanted to keep a certain distance from Zhang Liang so as not to attract unnecessary attention or misunderstanding.

Her behavior seemed a little unnatural, as if she was deliberately hiding something.

Because of the maid's call, Wang Yuehan had to stop and walk towards Zhang Liang and the others. "Uncle, Sister Youlan."

She said gently.

Hearing Wang Yuehan's words, Zhang Liang responded enthusiastically: "Sister-in-law, you are here."

There was a hint of surprise and kindness in his tone.

However, Qin Youlan's attention was attracted by the bowl in Wang Yuehan's hand.

Her pupils shrank slightly and her brows furrowed involuntarily.

Obviously, the bowl of hangover soup made her feel uneasy or confused.

Zhang Liang's eyes were also drawn to the bowl of something Wang Yuehan was holding. He frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Sister-in-law, what is this bowl of something you are holding?"

Hearing his question, Wang Yuehan hesitated for a moment. A subtle hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

Then, she slowly said, "I guess my uncle's friend must have drunk a lot of wine when he came here recently, so I made a bowl of hangover soup."

Having said that, she paused slightly, her eyes inadvertently sweeping over the bowl of sobering soup in Qin Youlan's hand, and she sighed inwardly.

"However, I didn't expect Sister Youlan to also make a bowl. Now it seems that my bowl is unnecessary."

There was a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in Wang Yuehan's voice.

After she said this, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, secretly hating why she was one step late.

If he had been a step faster, the bowl of hangover soup Zhang Liang was drinking now would have been his, right? But there were no ifs.

There was a subtle awkward atmosphere in the air as the three people stood there, each with complicated thoughts in their minds.

Qin Youlan lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Zhang Liang's eyes, while Zhang Liang looked at the bowl of sobering soup in Wang Yuehan's hand with a confused look on his face, as if thinking about something.

A warm smile appeared on Zhang Liang's face, and he said, "Sister-in-law, are you going to pour it out?"

Wang Yuehan nodded. Although she felt a little uncomfortable, she still maintained a polite smile on the surface.

However, Zhang Liang's next words made her freeze in place.

"Since my sister-in-law made it for me, please give it to me so I can drink it together."

There was a sincerity and expectation in Zhang Liang's voice.

Wang Yuehan widened his eyes and felt warm in his heart.

She didn't expect Zhang Liang to make such a request, which made her feel surprised and touched.

However, she did not offer him the bowl of hangover soup in her hand, but refused, saying, "Uncle, you don't have to do this, or you'll get sick from eating too much."

Although Wang Yuehan rejected Zhang Liang's kindness, there was not much determination in her tone, but rather a hint of softness and concern.

She knew Zhang Liang had good intentions and didn't want her efforts to go to waste.

However, she was also worried that if Zhang Liang really drank two bowls of sobering soup, it would be bad for his stomach.

Qin Youlan observed all this silently from the side, a complicated look flashing in her eyes.

Zhang Liang saw that Wang Yuehan was hesitant and didn't want to give him the bowl of soup in his hand, so he stood up with a smile.

He walked up to Wang Yuehan and took the bowl of soup from her hand with force.

Seeing her worried look, Zhang Liang smiled and said, "Don't worry, sister-in-law. I wasn't too full just now, so it's just a bowl of soup. I'm sure I can finish it."

After saying this, Zhang Liang couldn't wait to start drinking the soup, fearing that Wang Yuehan would snatch the soup back.

Seeing his action, Wang Yuehan's eyes gradually became gentle.

She understood Zhang Liang's good intentions and felt his sincerity and consideration.

At this moment, her heart was filled with warmth and emotion.

Wang Yuehan was worried that Zhang Liang would choke on the soup, so she gently stroked his back with her bare hands and whispered in his ear, "Drink slowly, uncle, don't choke. If you really can't finish it, then don't drink it."

However, Zhang Liang drank all the soup in the bowl in one breath.

He turned his head to look at Wang Yuehan beside him and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, this bowl of soup you made tastes very good. It would be a shame if you threw it away."

Hearing his words, Wang Yuehan raised her hand and pinched Zhang Liang's face affectionately, then said gently: "You kid."

Their intimate behavior made Qin Youlan's hands on her legs gradually clench into fists, and a hint of jealousy kept emerging in her eyes.

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