Era: The naive beauty charmed the villain!

The next day, the educated youth at the settlement all went to work early.

Lin An'an went to bed late last night and only now slowly got up.

Since she rarely had to go to work, Lin An'an sat on the bed in a daze for a while. Why did she seem to smell the aroma of chicken soup?

Is it because I haven't eaten meat for so long that I'm hallucinating from hunger?

Lin An'an got up, put on her clothes, and checked her ankle. After a night's rest, the sprained ankle was even more swollen.

Lin An'an sighed silently. Let's skip breakfast and save some food. We don't want to starve to death before our foot injury has healed.

Pushing open the door, before I could even see anyone clearly, an even richer aroma of chicken soup wafted over.

"Wife, you're awake?"

Lin An'an looked over upon hearing the voice and saw that it was Gu Qingsong.

Seeing Lin An'an limping out, Gu Qingsong quickly put down the warm chicken soup he was holding and hurried to meet her.

After a good night's sleep, Lin An'an's thoughts were not as complicated as yesterday. When she saw people, she simply said softly, "Why are you here?"

Gu Qingsong felt that Lin An'an was walking too slowly. Seeing that no one was around, he picked her up, strode forward, and placed her on a tree bench in the yard.

"I've brought you some chicken soup." After settling Lin An'an in, Gu Qingsong picked up the chicken soup from a small table and said to her.

Lin An'an thought Gu Qingsong had just said it casually yesterday, but she didn't expect him to actually cook chicken soup for her and bring it over.

Having not eaten meat for a long time, Lin An'an instinctively craved it. She swallowed hard and almost couldn't take her eyes off the chicken soup.

I almost reached out to catch it, but I managed to restrain myself thanks to my strong willpower.

Lin Anan thought to herself, "Her iron will is truly worthy of being a successor to socialism." She couldn't help but give herself a mental thumbs up.

Gu Qingsong was puzzled when he saw that Lin An'an did not take the soup. He looked at the chicken soup in his hand. It was golden in color and smelled delicious. He had put a lot of effort into making this chicken soup. It should be appetizing.

Could it be that his wife found out about his family background, thought about it all night, and decided to back out and not want to marry him anymore?

Gu Qingsong's face darkened, and his heart sank to the bottom.

If that's really the case, Gu Qingsong asked himself honestly, could he really bring himself to force the delicate young educated youth in front of him?

Lin An'an tilted her head, took a deep breath, and thought, "It smells so good! I really want to drink chicken soup!"

But without clarifying the matter, Lin An'an didn't want to accept Gu Qingsong's things without knowing the full story.

After all, she's obligated to accept a favor, and if things don't go as planned after she's been given the pep talk, she'd be too embarrassed to immediately call off the engagement.

She feared that if she smelled the delicious aroma of chicken soup for too long, it would erode her steely will.

Lin An'an decided to get to the point quickly, turning to Gu Qingsong again and asking directly, "Do you like Liu Bao'er?"

Gu Qingsong was lost in his own thoughts, almost driven to the brink of madness by his own imagination.

Upon hearing this, his hand holding the soup bowl trembled, and he looked at Lin An'an in shock. How could his wife have such a thought?

Could it be that he asked his wife to temporarily conceal Liu Bao'er's matter yesterday, causing her to misunderstand? Misunderstandings are unacceptable.

Gu Qingsong quickly said seriously, "I don't like you. I only like you. I don't like anyone else."

Lin An'an blushed upon hearing this, but remembering the description in the original novel, she remained skeptical.

He continued, "I heard you often meet with Liu Bao'er, and you even bring her delicious food. You always help her when she comes to you for help?"