On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Song Tang reacted quickly, quickly took away his phone and stood far away from Zhou Si'ai.

Little did he know that such a reaction seemed even more obvious in Liu Mian's eyes.

Liu Mian looked at Song Tang and almost got angry.

It was her subconscious reaction that Song Tang and Zhou Silai stood apart.

At this moment, she remembered that she was dressed as a man and Liu Mian couldn't recognize her, so she straightened her back instantly.

Song Tang looked at Liu Mian openly.

Liu Mian was wearing a specially narrowed hospital gown, with gauze wrapped around her wrists.

At Mrs. Liu's birthday party last time, she cut her wrists and failed to keep Zhou Si'ai, and another embarrassing incident like Liu Chengye's happened at home. In order to avoid others' ridicule, Liu Mian kept claiming to be sick and recuperating in the hospital.

Song Tang's insightful gaze fell on Liu Mian's face from bottom to top, and then met Liu Mian's angry gaze.

What is her look like?

Does she also feel jealous of men?
  Song Tang raised his hand to brush the fake bangs from his forehead and looked away disdainfully.

Liu Mian was almost mad at her.

"Si Tao." Liu Mian stepped forward and asked Zhou Si Tao, "Who is he?"

She asked really directly.

Zhou Si'ai frowned: "Are you attracted to him?"

"Ah?" Liu Mian thought her ear was broken.

Zhou Silai asked again: "Is he good-looking?"

"..." Liu Mian frowned, her expression indescribable.

Zhou Siyi looked past her and sneered: "Someone actually likes Little Potato."

Song Tang is [-] meters tall and is a tall woman. But if he were a man, wouldn't he be like a small potato?

"Si Tao, no..." Liu Mian was confused by Zhou Si Tao's two words. When she realized what she was saying, Zhou Si Tao had already gone far away.

"Could he think I'm attracted to that man?" Liu Mian had a baffled and unintelligible expression on her face.

No, doesn't Zhou Si'e really think there's something wrong with the way he gets along with that boy?
  He would rather question her liking that boy than suspect that she is jealous?
  Don't tell me, Zhou Siyi really didn't realize that Liu Mian was jealous.

Song Tang didn't realize it either.

Song Tang even thought that if he disguised himself as a man and stood together with Zhou Sitai, the relationship would look so pure that no one could doubt it.

Zhou Siyi thought so too.

So after leaving the hospital, Song Tang still pressed Zhou Sitai on the fact that she was a little potato, and pressed for an explanation.

Zhou Si'ai stopped and stretched out his hand to measure Song Tang's height from his neck: "A man who is less than [-] meters is almost a disabled man, do you understand? Little Potato?"

If you call me "Little Potato" again, I will get angry!

While they were making a fuss, Zhou Sizhen looked past Song Tang and his expression turned cold.

Song Tang followed his gaze and looked over.

Zhou Jiashu got off the car and obviously saw them. He glanced at Song Tang.

He didn't recognize it and left.

Zhou Silai held hands with Song Tang and got into the car.

In the car, Song Tang asked Zhou Siyi what to do next.

If Zhou Si'ai wants to find out his life experience, he must know who his real father is.

The old man didn’t say anything.

Zhou Jiashu may not know.

Nothing to check.

Zhou Siyi's eyes darkened, thinking that his father was probably just a random wild man.

Maybe after using it, the old man will find someone to kill it.

After all, this stain belongs not only to Zhou Sihui, but also to the Zhou family.

Now that Zhou Si'ai has established a firm foothold, there is really no need to worry about who his father is.

He is just himself and nothing else.

Zhou Sihui said: "I won't check anymore."

His goal is still to overthrow the Zhou family.

Song Tang was silent.

In the ICU ward.

Zhou Jiashu quickly arrived at the ward. After entering, he felt broken porcelain pieces under his feet.

He frowned and looked at the ash that looked like ashes on the ground staining the uppers of his shoes. He raised his foot and kicked away the fragments and ashes: "How come no one came to clean it up? Are the people in the hospital dead?"

After saying that, he walked up to the old man gloomily.

The old man looked haggard, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, but Zhou Jiashu didn't care at all. Mr. Zhou asked coldly: "Who did you tell Zhou Sihui's life experience?"

When Zhou Jiashu saw that the old man wanted to raise an army to investigate, he frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

He looked at the ashes on the ground again: "...Does Zhou Sizhen know about it? Has he been here? Song Tang is a stinky woman!"

Apart from Song Tang who would reveal the news to Zhou Sizhen, he could not think of anyone else!

Mr. Zhou was so stupid by Zhou Jiashu that he didn't want to speak.

Song Tang took away the secret from him so easily, what use was there to him!

"Where's Li Daozhong?"

Zhou Jiashu responded: "I'm recovering at home."

Mr. Zhou said: "Let him kill Song Tang without holding back."

Zhou Jiashu showed unbearable expression, but it only lasted for a moment. The next second, his voice changed: "Then Zhou Siyi, do you want to come together..."

Keeping Zhou Si'ai is always a disaster.

The old man said: "You are no match for him."

Zhou Jiashu refused.

Zhou Jiashu came out of the old man's ward and didn't notice Ge Pan who was listening in the corner.

After Ge Pan waited for Zhou Jiashu to leave, he secretly sent a message to Zhou Sihui.

At this time, Zhou Siyi and Song Tang were at Zhou's house.

I don’t know when the huge Zhou family started to fall apart, and its people became sparse.

The old man is in the hospital, and Xu Wanli is also in the hospital.

At this moment, apart from the servants, the only two people left in the Zhou family were Song Tang and Zhou Siyi.

Zhou Si'ai wanted to eat and asked Song Tang to cook.

Song Tang walked to the restaurant, where the old god sat down, dipped his hand in water and wrote three big words on the dining table: "I don't know how." 】

Straightforward.

Then her stomach rumbled.

Zhou Siyi and her eyes met.

Song Tang didn't move.

Zhou Siyi didn't move either.

One minute later.

Zhou Siyi: "I have never cooked for anyone."

Song Tang gave up the idea of ​​asking Zhou Sitai to cook, and lowered his head to use his mobile phone to order takeout.

A figure stood up in front of him. Zhou Sizhen took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, tied the sleeves with cuffs, turned and walked towards the desk: "I will do it."

Song Tang was slightly stunned.

Zhou Sihui had already taken action.

Zhou Sitai opened the refrigerator and glanced at the ingredients: "Eight-treasure porridge, seared cabbage sum, sweet and sour fish, okay?"

Song Tang was stunned again.

She thought that what Zhou Si'ai was talking about cooking was just making noodles, or making pimple soup to deal with it...

I didn’t expect that when he said cooking, he really meant cooking.

A person who doesn't work has no face to pick trouble. Song Tang raised his eyebrows slightly, then nodded: "Yeah."

Zhou Si'ai quickly took the required ingredients, washed, cut, and stir-fried them in an orderly manner.

Like...like the chef who stirs the pot in a food stall, but he is so handsome that he can even stir the pot.

Although Song Tang didn't love Zhou Sitai, he was willing to admit that his appearance was pleasing to the eye.

Forty minutes later, when Zhou Siluo started to arrange the dishes, Song Tang stood up and helped arrange the table with bowls and spoons.

Zhou Sihui took a bowl of porridge. The eight-treasure porridge was made by pressure cooker and was soft, glutinous, smooth and sweet.

Song Tang brought the stir-fried cabbage sum and fried crispy sweet and sour fish to the table.

It is not difficult to see that this is by no means the first time that this skill has been done, especially since the fish that was fried in the pan has a shape, which shows that it has been specially practiced.

He also said that he had never cooked for anyone, so he had used his skills to coax Liu Mian countless times.

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

Song Tang couldn't speak, and he didn't bother to type and complain about Zhou Siwei. Anyway, he just had to eat.

I’ve talked too much, what if Zhou Sihui, a stingy guy, doesn’t eat me?
  Seeing Zhou Sihui sitting down, Song Tang distributed the chopsticks and started eating by himself.

Zhou Sizhen saw her holding the belly of the fish and tapped her chopsticks with his unused chopsticks: "There are no thorns under the fish's head, you idiot."