Hearing Shen Cishu’s sharp rebuke, Su Li’s movements remained unchanged as she continued helping to tidy up the room.
At this very moment, Shen Cishu began searching for something she could use as a weapon against Su Li.
Even though she had long since learned to cook for herself, sometimes Shen Cishu still chose to order takeout to improve her appetite.
Sigh.
Without Mother’s protection, she had become a proper adult.
So naturally, she needed to prepare some means to defend herself from bad people, to prevent harm.
She thought Su Li might not be a bad person approaching her to cause harm, but there was a high chance she was an actress sent by Elder Sister to toy with her and watch the show.
With the knife kept at home tightly gripped in her hand, Shen Cishu stared at Su Li.
Yet Su Li’s expression remained unchanged.
It was as if she hadn’t realized the danger so close at hand.
Even with the tip of the knife very near, Su Li was calm and composed, her expression gentle.
“Isn’t it because Little Cishu misses me, so she wants to see Mother?”
“As for these vegetables, Mother saw them last time at Little Cishu’s place, inside the refrigerator, and thought Little Cishu would like them.”
“If you don’t like them, Mother can buy some other vegetables.”
Su Li spoke softly, as if playing the role of Shen Cishu’s mother NPC, completely unafraid of the knife’s tip pressed against her.
She felt the knife couldn’t harm her, because her wounds healed quickly. For Shen Cishu to kill her was an incredibly difficult thing.
And because she was full of energy, even if Shen Cishu got tired and her hand holding the knife ached, she herself probably wouldn’t get tired.
Perhaps… she might feel a little mentally fatigued?
Su Li thought to herself.
“Oh, I just remembered.”
Su Li said as if wanting to show Shen Cishu something, taking out her cell phone.
“For some reason, big data recommended someone I might know. Judging by her style and preferences, I guessed she’s about your age, so maybe you’ll like the same things.”
“She’s recently been interested in a dish like this, so on the way here, I bought the ingredients needed to make it.”
As Su Li spoke, Shen Cishu’s gaze gradually shifted to the cell phone in Su Li’s hand, though she still gripped the knife tightly.
She silently watched the familiar video—one she had just bookmarked yesterday.
And the person Su Li followed, who might know her, was herself.
She wondered if she was being overly sensitive.
Even though Su Li looked much more delicate than herself, she was still so wary of her.
On the ground,
She slowly lowered the knife, gasping for breath.
Perhaps she wasn’t the person Elder Sister sent to tease her?
Otherwise, at the moment she pulled out the knife, Su Li would already have been scared and fallen over.
But Su Li was like Mother—never afraid, even when the knife was pointed at her.
Shen Cishu felt her nose sting, and tears unknowingly streamed down her cheeks.
Slowly, they dripped onto the knife, reflecting the shadows of the two of them.
“I thought if this person liked it, maybe you would too, so I wanted to prepare something for you on the way here.”
“Little Cishu, don’t be afraid. Isn’t preparing a meal a mother should make for her child?”
Su Li’s tone remained gentle, as if the knife in Shen Cishu’s hand was just a toy.
Shen Cishu was moved by Su Li’s words and fell silent.
She lowered her head, feeling the tears still uncontrollably flow from the corners of her eyes.
Su Li slowly approached, completely unafraid of the knife in Shen Cishu’s hand. She tiptoed and gently patted Shen Cishu’s head.
“Little Cishu, don’t be afraid. Mother is here.”
Su Li spoke, not fearing that Shen Cishu might accidentally hurt her.
If she were hurt, that would be a different matter.
At that point, she could even demand compensation from Shen Cishu, then report it to Bai Huizi and ask Bai Huizi for some money.
“Y-yes, I’m sorry.”
Shen Cishu’s voice trembled as the knife slipped from her hand and fell to the floor with a “Duang” sound, fortunately hurting neither of them.
Su Li even felt a bit regretful that she hadn’t been hurt.
Seeing Shen Cishu’s tear-streaked face, Su Li stopped tidying the room and instead went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.
Without Shen Cishu witnessing it, tidying the room was a waste of effort—pointless.
Cooking, however, whether Shen Cishu watched or not, would be eaten in the end.
It was also a good way to prove her efficiency.
Shen Cishu seemed unaware of Su Li getting up to leave.
Suddenly, she recalled memories of Mother cooking for her.
At that time, Mother seemed to know she couldn’t comfort her emotions, so she silently walked into the kitchen alone.
She had deliberately argued with Mother, saying she hated her most.
She hated Mother for changing her surname, making her feel out of place in the Bai Family.
Though they were one family, they didn’t feel like it.
She hated Mother for taking her away from a wealthy life.
She should have been envied by others, but because of Mother, she became the target of their scorn.
She hated Mother for refusing Father’s financial support, forcing her to live a hard life.
Though it was Mother’s own decision, it affected her, and Mother never even asked for her opinion.
The same—
Life.
The food she ate shouldn’t have been those common household dishes, but delicacies from mountains and seas.
But because of Mother, she left that wealthy life.
Like a rat in a gutter, she watched her sister’s wealthy life wrapped in happiness—the life that should have been hers too!
Because of Mother, they had to live in a shabby apartment building, eating the same repetitive home-cooked meals every day.
Instead of living in a luxurious villa, eating carefully prepared dishes by chefs.
Because of Mother, things that should have been hers with ease required her to work multiple times harder to obtain.
She constantly peeked into the life of the sister who shared her bloodline, unable to understand why Mother didn’t choose Elder Sister, but chose her instead.
Otherwise, she could have lived like a princess, adored by everyone.
Instead of being a Cinderella.
The things she worked so hard to get—even things her own biological sister looked down upon.
So, even if Mother’s cooking was delicious, she would harshly criticize it.
This was her silent rebellion against Mother.
Of course, she could see how hurt Mother was, but she couldn’t control her words.
She wanted to use whatever means she could to harshly punish Mother.
This was the price Mother had to pay for acting on her own accord.
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