Yan Rusheng hurriedly walked over . "I can do it myself . "
He stretched out his hand and took the ointment from Xuxu . After that, he pointed to the sofa and said to Xuxu, "Take a seat . Do you want a drink? I heard from mom that you've been cravings for tomatoes recently . Let me prepare a glass of tomato juice for you?"
He turned around and was about to proceed to the kitchen when Xuxu stopped him . "It's alright . Go ahead and apply the ointment . I'll go back first . "
She raised her feet and immediately walked towards the door .
"Xuxu . " Seeing her hurried footsteps, Yan Rusheng called out to her, but she didn't respond .
He pressed his lips together and chased after her, but she had already stepped into her house and closed the door . Hence, he retraced his steps and shut his door too .
He turned around and saw the first aid kit sitting on his coffee table . The corners of his mouth slightly curled up .
Xuxu couldn't sleep . It was only at midnight that sleep crept over her . However, hunger pangs awakened her from her sleep . She looked at the time on her phone, and it was still 8:30 a . m .
Lately, 8:30 am was early for her .
She got out of bed and dragged herself lazily to the kitchen . When she opened her fridge, there were only tomatoes, eggs, fresh milk, and yogurt inside .
She took out two eggs, placed them into the egg boiler and then turned on the switch . After that, she turned around and headed for the bathroom to wash up .
She was still feeling drowsy and in a daze .
While brushing her teeth, she felt nauseous . It made her retch . She then puked out all the toothpaste foam in her mouth . After that, she gargled her mouth .
'Ding dong . '
The doorbell suddenly rang . Xuxu raised her head and stuck her head out from the bathroom . She stared at the door for a while and all was quiet again .
She put down her toothbrush and toothpaste and walked towards the door . There was no one when she opened the door . But she looked down at the floor instinctively, and as expected, the familiar thermos jar and a huge bag of snacks were quietly sitting at a corner .
Xuxu lazily leaned against the door frame . She stared at the thermos jar and snacks with her clear bright eyes .
Her tummy was growling in hunger again .
She bent over to pick up the thermos jar and snacks . After that, she went back inside and shut the door behind her .
She trod to the dining table and placed down the thermos jar . When she unscrewed the lid, a fragrant bird's nest porridge greeted her eyes . As it was a multi-layered thermos jar, she removed the bird's nest porridge and the next layer revealed a particular sandwich that she was especially fond of eating .
She removed it and there was a tomato in the third layer . One look and she could tell that it wasn't the type sold in the market .
She picked up the sandwich, took a bite, and chewed for a little while . Her eyebrows knitted closer and closer together .
This taste… She was less than impressed . Had he mistaken sugar for salt?
Xuxu sat down and ate the sandwich and drank the bird's nest porridge at the same time .
She felt nauseous again and immediately took a bite on the tomato .
…
Yan Rusheng walked out of his house, impeccably dressed in his suit . He eagerly looked towards the corner of the wall between his and Xuxu's house and saw that it was empty .
It overwhelmed him with joy, and so he punched his fists in the air . "Yes… Yes…"
He excitedly walked towards the elevator .
What a coincidence! The elevator had just arrived, and it opened .
At one glance, Mu Li noticed her son excitedly clenching his fists . She knitted her eyebrows puzzledly . "Third Yan, you found some money early in the morning?
Yan Rusheng felt awkward and quickly put down his hands, ignoring Mu Li as he entered the lift .
Yan Weihong was with Mu Li .
When Yan Rusheng entered the lift, Yan Weihong happened to walk out . The two of them brushed past each other and Yan Rusheng called out 'Dad' in a deadpan manner .
Yan Weihong acknowledged his greeting with a hum . There was a mysterious smile coming from his eyes .
"Is your company going bankrupt?"
Yan Rusheng was just about to press the 'door close' button .
Chapter end
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