Under Su Ziling’s death glare, Lin Yizhou couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.
He pushed the little one lying on his stomach, trying to wake her up so she could help explain things.
Otherwise, with her pressing down on him like this, there was no way he could ever wash away the suspicion—even if he jumped into the Yellow River!
However, his shoving didn’t wake Su Lili up. Instead, the little girl nuzzled affectionately against his stomach, looking quite comfortable.
“Hey, wake up already!”
Lin Yizhou placed his hand on her shoulder, preparing to shake her harder.
But Su Lili, still lost in a dream of enjoying delicious food, instinctively hugged the large hand that was shaking her body.
Before Lin Yizhou could react and pull away, Su Lili had already opened her little mouth and bit down hard.
“Ow!!!”
In an instant, his screams echoed through the entire apartment.
This cry also jolted Su Lili fully awake from her dream. Confused, she looked around and muttered blankly,
“Where’s my chicken leg?”
Lin Yizhou took the opportunity to yank his hand out of her embrace.
Staring at the deep bite mark on his arm, he felt like crying but had no tears left.
Although Su Lili was young, that ruthless bite still hurt like hell.
“Ah…”
By now, Su Lili seemed to have figured things out. She rubbed her eyes, glanced at Su Ziling, who had a stern face, then at Lin Yizhou, and also noticed the clock on the wall.
It was a little past nine in the evening.
And the agreement with Su Ziling was that she had to be back before dark.
So… her mom’s anger was probably aimed at her.
In that split second, the clever little girl’s brain circuits connected. She pointed her index finger at Lin Yizhou and said,
“It’s not my fault. Dad made me do it. Li Li is innocent, you know.”
“Pfft!!”
Lin Yizhou understood. He finally got one thing.
This so-called “little cotton-padded jacket” of a daughter not only let the wind in but also leaked electricity.
This wasn’t about selling out teammates anymore—this was pure framing and false accusation!
Who the hell taught this little brat such a thing?!
Lin Yizhou felt his face burning red, his heart pounding.
“Dad, your face is really red,” Su Lili said with an innocent look. “Are you in love?”
Staring at the grinning Su Lili, Lin Yizhou only had one phrase in his heart: motherfer*.
Unable to contain his anger, he grabbed her cheek.
“You little brat, your heart is so dirty.”
“Mmmph mmmph…” Su Lili’s words came out garbled as her cheek was squeezed. “Mom, save me! Dad’s gone crazy!”
Seeing the father-daughter duo tussling, Su Ziling sighed helplessly, finding the scene hard to watch.
To be honest, she always felt like she didn’t quite fit in with these two.
If it weren’t for the fact that the little one really did resemble her somewhat, Su Ziling would have suspected that her mother might be Su Xiaomeng instead.
Both of them were on the level of Demon Pills.
“Alright, calm down, both of you.”
Su Ziling picked up Su Lili and put some distance between herself and Lin Yizhou.
But seeing him stand a full five meters away, Lin Yizhou couldn’t help but deadpan,
“Is it really necessary to stay that far away?”
“Being too close to you might contaminate my personality.”
Su Ziling put on an exaggeratedly frightened expression, though with her usual deadpan face, it wasn’t fooling anyone.
Once Su Lili was taken away, Lin Yizhou patted himself, straightening his slightly messy clothes just a bit.
After that, he said to Su Ziling,
“But since you’re here, it’s just as well. Take the little one back. Oh, and since she hasn’t eaten dinner yet, I suggest you get her something to eat.”
“She hasn’t eaten yet?”
Su Ziling was a bit surprised.
“And besides, where can we get food this late at night?”
“At nine, convenience stores should still have boxed rice balls or fried noodles left from today…”
“Alright, stop right there.” Before Lin Yizhou could finish, Su Ziling cut him off. “Those things have been sitting out all day. Aren’t you afraid of upsetting your stomach?”
“So many people eat leftover food from the night before and nothing happens…”
“…”
“…Forget I said anything.”
Under Su Ziling’s gaze, Lin Yizhou ultimately chose to shut his mouth.
She continued,
“I’ve given up trying to criticize your lifestyle… By the way, I haven’t eaten either. I’ll borrow your kitchen.”
“Help yourself,” Lin Yizhou said, indifferent, though he kindly reminded her, “But I don’t think there’s much in the fridge.”
“Sigh…”
Su Ziling had already anticipated this, but after opening the fridge to confirm its contents, she still couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh.
The fridge was almost entirely filled with snacks and drinks. There were basically no ingredients at all.
Just a scattered few eggs and some instant sausages. Aside from that, not even a leaf of green vegetable—not even a single grain of rice!
How did this person even survive?
She scratched her head, glanced at the kitchen counter, and finally couldn’t hold back her complaint,
“Your kitchen really has no signs of ever being used.”
“Well, I’ve used the induction cooker. Instant noodles taste better when boiled.”
“You boil instant noodles, but you couldn’t just add a couple of greens… forget it.”
Su Ziling pressed her hand to her forehead. Even she, usually calm and unflappable, was starting to feel her blood pressure rise.
“It’s not like I don’t know your habits by now.”
She stopped complaining. Instead, she picked up the few eggs, cracked them all into a bowl, and began whisking them.
There weren’t many ingredients, and it’s hard to cook without rice. But luckily, there was instant noodles. Su Ziling opened a few cups, took out all the noodle bricks, and only used a little bit of the seasoning packets.
Many people throw in all the seasoning when cooking instant noodles, but that’s heavy on salt and oil. Sure, it tastes good, but it’s not exactly healthy.
“In the end, you’re still making instant noodles.”
“Isn’t that because Dad’s fridge has nothing in it?” Su Lili quietly muttered at this point. “Even a mouse would probably cry and leave after opening that fridge.”
“There’s still drinks and milk.”
Su Ziling ignored the bickering behind her. She stir-fried the eggs, cut them into small pieces with the spatula, poured in boiling water, then added the noodle bricks and a small amount of seasoning.
When the water boiled, the rich, oily, toasty fragrance of the stir-fried eggs perfectly infused the clear broth, wafting out and instantly whetting the appetites of both the big and little ones in the living room.
“Dad…” Su Lili couldn’t help but quietly complain at that moment. “Compared to Mom, the instant noodles you cooked at noon… well, there’s plenty of room for improvement~”