Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Shangguan Rui nodded.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a bowl of black things on the plate.

Thick eyebrows immediately frowned, "What is this?"

"The housekeeper specially made chicken soup."

"Chicken soup?" Shangguan Rui frowned more and more.

Where is the chicken soup then?

It was as dark as the water in the ditch.

"Chinese medicine is added in it to increase the body's immunity."

Shangguan Rui looked at the bowl of dark soup, full of doubts.

Shangguan Rui scooped up a tablespoon and brought it to his mouth, "I've already asked Zhixing, and she said it won't conflict with the medicine you're taking now, drink it and see, it just looks dark and tastes good. Well, I just tried it."

"Are you sure?" Shangguan Rui looked suspiciously.

"I've already tried it." Sikong Lingge said like coaxing a child, "You should try it, if it doesn't taste good, you don't have to drink it."

Looking at the bowl of dark soup, Shangguan Rui couldn't believe that Sikong Lingge had really tried it.

The soup looks scary, and the taste is even more strange, Sikong Lingge is so afraid of strange smells, how can he try it?

"Forget it." Shangguan Rui shook his head.

"Try one sip first, just one sip." Sikong Lingge strongly urged.

Ok.

The medicine was brought to his mouth, and Sikong Lingge was so looking forward to it... Shangguan Rui had no choice but to open his mouth and drink it.

In the next second, his eyebrows immediately frowned.

Damn!

This medicine is so bitter that it will cut off the tongue!

"Cough..." Shangguan Ruicha threw up the medicine impulsively.

Seeing Sikong Lingge's worried expression, he swallowed the terrible soup.

My tongue was numb, and I couldn't speak for a long time.

"It's hard to drink?"

"Bitter..." Shangguan Rui frowned tightly.

"Bitter?" Sikong Lingge was puzzled.

Nope.

When she was in the kitchen, she saw that the soup was so dark, she thought it must be difficult to eat, and Shangguan Rui would not be able to accept it, so she asked the steward to fill it up and try it by herself.

When she tried it, the soup wasn't bitter, at most it was just a bit stronger from traditional Chinese medicine...

Sikong Lingge scooped up a tablespoon, put it in his mouth and tried it.

It's still the same, except that the traditional Chinese medicine tastes a little stronger, and it's not bitter.

"Shangguan Rui, did you make a mistake?"

"mistake?"

"This soup is not bitter."

"How is it possible? It's obviously very bitter!" His tongue was almost numb.

"Bitter?" Seeing Shangguan Rui's distressed expression, Sikong Lingge was deeply puzzled.

She tried it just now, and it obviously doesn't hurt.

Why did it become bitter when I went to Shangguan Rui?

Tried another tablespoon.

It was still the same as before, without any abnormalities.

It was not as bitter as Shangguan Rui described.

"Shangguan Rui, stop making trouble, this soup is really good for your health." Sikong Lingge lowered his face, a little angry.

"It's really bitter." Shangguan Rui pursed his lips tightly, the uncomfortable expression on his face didn't look like it was faked.

Sikong Lingge was really puzzled now.

It's obviously the same soup, but it's a bit stronger in her taste, but it's bitter in Shangguan Rui's. What's the reason?

"You eat some porridge first, I'll call and ask Zhixing what's going on." Sikong Lingge filled a small bowl of porridge and gave it to Shangguan Rui.

Shangguan Rui took it and ate it slowly.

He wasn't actually hungry at all.

But Shangguan Rui would rather force himself to eat than drink the chicken soup that would cut off his tongue.

"What does Zhixing say?" Shangguan Rui asked.

"Zhixing said, it may be because you have a severe cold that you feel bitter when eating."