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Chapter 57: How to Win Over a Spirited Young Man's Heart (4)

Even after finally managing to get Yu Guo out of the room, Song Zhishu was still wondering where that sudden flutter of emotion came from.

She sat blankly in the chair, lost in thought. Her once bright eyes were now completely devoid of light.

"Song Zhishu, come out and eat! You'll starve if you don't eat!" It took her a while to react to her mother's affectionate call, and she hurriedly replied, "Okay, my dear mother."

Without thinking too much, Song Zhishu jumped out of bed and rushed downstairs. As she was squinting, wanting to enjoy her meal, she was surprised to find someone next to her.

"...Aren't you leaving?" Song Zhishu sighed, somewhat unwilling to look directly at his face. Although he was very handsome, his taste was quite unique.

"I was originally going to leave, but I ran into Auntie on the way. She insisted on dragging me to your house for dinner, so I...I...I came." Yu Guo waved his hand with a smile.

you fart!

Song's mother muttered something under her breath, her smile a little stiff, but she still added food to Yu Guo's plate with trembling hands.

"Come on, eat more. Otherwise, I'll feel bad for you refusing to leave my house." Her forced smile gave Song Zhishu goosebumps, and he could only silently shovel rice into his mouth.

Yu Guo, his cheeks bulging, finally managed to swallow, then couldn't help but sigh, "I've lived for twenty-one years, and I've eaten at your house for almost eighteen of them. The stuff my dad makes is awful, you can't even look at it." He waved his hand, his eyes glistening in the dim light, and his previously wide smile faded, giving him an air of dejection.

To be honest, I can't tell which one is him; maybe they are both, or maybe none of them are.

Sensing something was amiss, Song's mother quickly wiped her mouth, gave a hasty smile, and went upstairs. The spacious hall was empty, save for the ticking clock beside her.

"Yu Guo?" Song Zhishu forced herself to go up to him, and when she saw the tears in his eyes, she wanted to laugh and cry at the same time: "Why are you crying while eating?"

"Don't be so gentle with me, I'm not used to it," he said casually, wiping away a tear with a hint of disdain.

I've seen people who seek to be tortured, but I've never seen anyone seek to be tortured like this.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Hearing this, Song Zhishu finally gave up, moved a stool next to him, crossed her legs, and asked fiercely.

Yu was startled and accidentally burped, which, coincidentally, landed right in front of Song Zhishu's face.

In an instant, the girl in front of him turned pale, swallowed repeatedly, and finally couldn't help but run to the bathroom. Hearing the sounds of vomiting coming from inside, Yu Guo felt uncomfortable and muttered under his breath, "Why are you standing so close when you're supposed to be talking?"

Whatever, it's not his fault anyway.

When Song Zhi came out, she felt completely exhausted. She gave the dangerous boy a weak smile, then pointed expressionlessly to the door and said, "Get out."

Yu Guo's expression changed drastically. He stood up, and the sight of the pork belly made Song Zhishu feel nauseous again. She quickly turned her head away and shouted, "Get out of here!"

"No! I absolutely cannot go back today!" He straightened his face, then lowered his eyes and said hoarsely, "My dad is coming back today, and I don't want him to scold me again..." He looked up and said seriously, "I hate that feeling."

Song Zhishu smiled, walked over, and the curve of her lips indicated her good mood: "Okay, I won't go back."