After the suspended animation, I was hidden by the madly criticized executive

Ji Nian blinked, "Hangover soup?"

Lu Tingyu hummed lightly, "I drank too much wine yesterday, and I have a headache."

Seeing that Ji Nian hesitated, Lu Tingyu said, "If you find it difficult, just pretend I didn't say it."

Ji Nian remembered the last time Lu Tingyu stepped forward, and this time he helped him solve a problem. He helped him twice in a row, and he couldn't refuse him emotionally or rationally.

Facing Lu Tingyu's deep eyes that were staring at him, Ji Nian hesitated and said, "It's okay, don't be embarrassed."

The corners of Lu Tingyu's mouth curled up imperceptibly, and there was an invisible flame in his eyes.

It just so happened that it was time for a break, so Ji Nian went to the lounge to change out of his work clothes, and followed Lu Tingyu out of the clubhouse.

There was no conversation between the two along the way, Lu Tingyu stared at Ji Nian from the rearview mirror, his shoulders were slightly tense, and his hands were tightly clutching the seat belt on his chest.

Lu Tingyu suddenly said in a quiet atmosphere: "Are you afraid of me?"

Ji Nian paused suddenly, shook his head, "No."

In fact, I was afraid at first, but rather than being afraid, it was more disgusting. After all, Lu Tingyu had done very rude things to him from the very beginning.

But after going through the following things, he found that Lu Tingyu was not as bad as he imagined. Although Lu Tingyu looked indifferent, he was actually very helpful.

Lu Tingyu tapped the steering wheel lightly with his fingertips, and said sincerely: "Sorry, I mistook you for Tong Le back then."

Ji Nian didn't mind a long time ago, so he quickly said that it doesn't matter.

After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Lu, what is your relationship with that Mr. Tong?"

Lu Tingyu was stared at by Ji Nian's clean and clear eyes. After a long time, he said, "He lied to me, took my money and disappeared."

Ji Nian didn't expect this to be the reason, no wonder Lu Tingyu was so excited when he saw him for the first time.

At that time, he thought that Lu Tingyu and that Mr. Tong were in a relationship, because that time Lu Tingyu looked at him with pain and hope for a new life, but there was no resentment.

Ji Nian said curiously: "Then you haven't sent anyone to look for him?"

Lu Tingyu looked ahead, "I've looked for it, but I haven't found it yet."

Ji Nian thought that if Lu Tingyu could remember him for so many years, that person should have stolen a lot of money from Lu Tingyu.

While talking, the car stopped at the entrance of the villa, Ji Nian pushed the door and got out of the car, and what greeted his eyes was a luxurious and luxurious villa.

Although Ji Nian knew that Lu Tingyu was powerful, he was still surprised when he saw the luxurious villa in front of him.

He couldn't help but wonder, Lu Tingyu is so rich, there should be no shortage of babysitters in the family, why should he come to the house to make hangover soup?

Lu Tingyu entered the password to open the door, and Ji Nian followed him into the villa.

The windows in the room were closed tightly, and the heavy curtains couldn't let out any light. As soon as Ji Nian stepped into the room, he felt a headache and tightness in his chest, as if something was trying to break out of his head.

He stopped unconsciously and put his hands on his uncomfortable chest.

Lu Tingyu looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

Ji Nian rubbed his chest lightly, "It's okay, I suddenly feel tight in my chest."

Lu Tingyu's eyes dimmed, and some incomprehensible emotions flashed from his eyes.

Fortunately, the pain didn't last long, Ji Nian adjusted his breathing, looked up and looked around, the color of the room was low, even the furniture was icy cold, it didn't look like someone lived at all.

Ji Nian found that the villa was very quiet and there was no sign of a third person, so he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Lu, don't you have a nanny?"

Lu Tingyu took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt slowly, and said in an unhurried tone, "I don't like having outsiders at home."

Only then did Ji Nian understand why Lu Tingyu asked him to come home to make hangover soup. It turned out to be the reason. He didn't ask any more questions, and said softly, "Boss Lu, then I'll make hangover soup."

Lu Tingyu locked his eyes on him, "Okay, I'll trouble you."

Ji Nian obviously came to Lu Tingyu's house for the first time, but he somehow felt familiar, as if he knew the house well.

Because before Lu Tingyu showed him the way, he had already found the location of the kitchen with ease.

Before Ji Nian could figure out what was going on, his thoughts were attracted by the refrigerator in front of him, because there were no ingredients except for a few bottles of wine.

Not only that, even the kitchen utensils in the kitchen are very new, and it seems that they rarely cook at ordinary times.

Ji Nian felt a strange feeling in his heart. It was a pity that a big boss like Lu Tingyu, who was out in the wind and drinking the rain, went home every day after socializing, and couldn't even drink a bowl of hot hangover soup.

It's just that this emotion only lingered in Ji Nian's mind for a moment and then disappeared. He took out the pre-bought ingredients from the bag, put on an apron and started cooking.

Lu Tingyu sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the thin figure busy in the kitchen, this scene overlapped with the familiar scene in his memory, as if he had returned to the years when he and Tong Le lived together.

Lu Tingyu could hardly control his emotions, and felt the urge to rush over and hug Ji Nian into his arms.

He exhausted all his strength to barely stop the car on the verge of losing control, closed his eyes deeply, and resolutely put his hand on the steaming kettle that had just boiled beside him.

"Zi-"

The scorching pain made Lu Tingyu quickly withdraw from the collapsed emotions, took a deep breath of trembling breath, and forced himself to regain his composure.

He looked back, didn't look at the people in the kitchen, got up and went to the bathroom.

There was a rushing sound of running water in the bathroom.

Lu Tingyu stood in front of the mirror, washing the wound on his palm with cold water, as if he could not feel the pain, he slowly raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror with bloodshot eyes, with incomprehensible emotions surging in his eyes.

Half an hour later, Ji Nian came out of the kitchen with a bowl in his hand, "Boss Lu, the hangover soup is ready."

Lu Tingyu reached out to take it, and gauze was already wrapped on the burnt part of his palm.

Ji Nian asked suspiciously, "Boss Lu, what's wrong with your hand?"

Lu Tingyu didn't change his face, "It's okay, I accidentally got burned just now."

Ji Nian didn't think much about it, he handed the cooked hangover soup to Lu Tingyu, and explained: "I haven't made hangover soup for a long time, I don't know how it tastes."

Lu Tingyu caught some information from this sentence, and pretended to ask casually: "Have you ever cooked hangover soup for others?"

Ji Nian said with a smile: "My dad gets drunk occasionally, and I will make him hangover soup."

The father that Ji Nian talked about was his adoptive father who took him in. His adoptive father went fishing all year round, and occasionally drank at home when he was resting. Ji Nian would cook a bowl of hangover soup for him to drink.

There was an undercurrent in Lu Tingyu's eyes, he didn't ask any more questions, and took a sip of the hangover soup from the porcelain bowl.

At that moment, the familiar taste spread from the tip of the tongue to the entire mouth, causing Lu Tingyu's chest to tremble violently, as if his heart was pinched by a pair of big hands, and the sour juice was suddenly squeezed out.

Ji Nian observed Lu Tingyu's expression and asked curiously, "Mr. Lu, how are you doing?"

Lu Tingyu unconsciously pinched the edge of the porcelain bowl, his fingertips trembled slightly, and murmured tremblingly: "This is the taste."