Rumor has it that the young master has a hidden illness

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and Lin Lulu had no other reaction for a moment.

She seemed to be processing a super difficult problem, requiring the use of all her brain cells.

"What's wrong?" Jing Sichen looked down at her. "Are you still afraid of what happened yesterday?"

Then, he cupped half of her face in his large hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's my fault. That will never happen again!"

Lin Lulu blinked, raised her head to face Jing Sichen. They were very close, so close that they only needed to move forward a little more to kiss.

Her heart was pounding wildly. She never imagined that one day she would blossom into such a radiant peach blossom.

It feels like you're torn between spending fifty or a hundred dollars, and suddenly you find an antique worth over a hundred million dollars.

She couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, have you never seen a woman before, or are you blind? How could you like me?"

calm down!

It's not certain yet!

But the smile on her lips couldn't be hidden.

He doesn't need to know why she's happy, he just needs to know that she's happy right now.

This unspoken pampering filled Lin Ao'ao's eyes with deep envy.

She longed to be loved by Jing Sichen like that too!

It'll be soon!

She bought a lot of medicine, all kinds of brands, and felt incredibly excited at the thought of their passionate nights together.

"Brother-in-law," she said, her cheeks flushed, "you're so good to my sister!"

"You also need to treat your sister well," Jing Sichen coldly ordered. "Since you volunteered to become a chef, there are a few things you need to understand."

Your sister likes to eat meat, so there must be meat at every meal;

Your sister likes spicy food, so the dishes you make should be more flavorful.

Your sister likes to eat at roadside stalls, but the food bought outside is not clean. You have to cook for her at home and make sure it tastes authentic.

Your sister loves to drink fruit juice and soda, so we must always keep some at home.

She tends to eat a lot of her favorite foods without realizing it, so digestive soup has to be made for her every day.

There needs to be snacks at home 24 hours a day. They can't be store-bought; they have to be homemade. Your sister is pregnant and can't eat junk food.

As Lin Lulu listened to Jing Sichen's words, her mouth dropped open in astonishment.

How does this older man know so much about her preferences?

And what do you mean by pregnant?

"Feed...you..."

"You're about to be a mother, how can you still be so forgetful?" He held her hand as she tried to hit him. "What if you aggravate your injury?"

Lin Aoao felt completely oblivious to everyone around her, like she was a third wheel who offered absolutely no light.

Gritting her teeth in anger, she couldn't help but ask, "Is my sister pregnant?"

Lin Lulu: How come I didn't know I was pregnant? She just took a test a few days ago!

"Isn't this a simple matter?" Jing Sichen said indifferently. "I can do it anytime I want."

That arrogant and presumptuous expression, as if being pregnant was as simple as calculating one plus one equals two, made Lin Lulu really want to beat him up.

Why does his expression look completely different? It doesn't seem like he's deliberately trying to annoy Lin Ao'ao; he's just telling the truth.

Please!

Who wants to sleep with him!

Their closest interaction was... a kiss!

Even more unpleasant than Lin Lulu's expression was Lin Ao'ao's; she suddenly regretted her decision to move into the Jing family's home.

Isn't it obvious that they're going to eat dog food?

However, the thought of the medicine that took up half of the suitcase calmed me down a bit.

Don't panic!

She has medicine!

The car slowly drove into the villa, and Lin Ao'ao was assigned a room closest to the kitchen.

When Lin Lulu returned to her bedroom, Jing Sichen, who was following behind her, also stepped in familiarly.

She quickly stopped him.

"What are you doing?" she asked, puzzled. "This is my room..."

Before she could finish speaking, he suddenly covered her mouth, pushed her into the room, and then closed the door tightly, his face full of seriousness.

Jing Sichen: "Do you want Lin Ao'ao to find out that we're sleeping separately?"

In that instant, a question flashed through Lin Lulu's mind: Did Lin Ao'ao want to move into the Jing family home, or did the uncle want to move into the master bedroom?

Which pit is deeper?

She removed Jing Sichen's hand, stared blankly at her, and asked again, "Uncle, why did you let Lin Ao'ao move in?"

Asking this question is really a bit silly.

She had clearly already guessed the general idea.

Now, as long as he dares to admit it, she can laugh at him, mock him, complain about him, and ridicule him.

"What's wrong?" He saw through her thoughts and feigned innocence. "Lin Ao'ao was sent by the Lin family to investigate the Jing family's secrets. Since they want to investigate, I'll just let them in directly. Wouldn't that save them from sneaking around or making things difficult for you?"

"Huh?" Lin Lulu felt as if she had been punched in the gut; all the mockery, sarcasm, complaints, and ridicule she was about to utter poured onto her. "Just... that?"

Jing Sichen: "Otherwise what?"

Lin Lulu: So, am I overthinking it again?

"Lulu." His expression suddenly turned serious, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "If one day the Lin family and the Jing family have a conflict, it might involve many, many things. At that time, will you help them?"

"Me?" Lin Lulu pointed to herself. "Uncle, you overestimate me! How can I help them?"

Jing Sichen: "What I want is your attitude."

"No way!" Lin Lulu said firmly. "I'm already being lenient by not kicking them while they're down! You expect me to help them?"

"Good girl." A smile spread across his face. "What about your parents? What will you do if they need your help?"

"Uncle." She was somewhat taken aback by his persistent seriousness. "What are you talking about? What happens to the Jing and Lin families is none of my business. Why are you so..."

"Answer me," he interrupted her. "Lulu, I need your answer."

He thought that if he knew the answer beforehand, things would go more smoothly in the future!

But he didn't expect that some things will never go smoothly.

"Of course I won't help them," Lin Lulu said.

Then, recalling her father's attitude that day, she paused and added, "Maybe my dad will resent me! But he won't force me. After all, the Lin family has always been a source of disaster, and I don't have the good temper to repay evil with kindness."

"If you want your father to stop resenting you, what should you do?" Jing Sichen's voice was very soft. "Compared to his daughter's happiness, would he insist on choosing those so-called family members who only bring him pain? Would it be easier for him to accept having a good son-in-law?"

This is arguably Jing Sichen's biggest problem right now.

"What happened?" Lin Lulu couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing." Jing Sichen smiled lazily. "You miss your parents and sister, don't you?"

Lin Lulu: "Mm."

"Do you think they would like me if they saw me?" he suddenly asked, seemingly on a whim, yet also premeditated. "If I were to become your parents' son-in-law, your sister's brother-in-law, would they accept it?"

Her cautious attempts to probe were drowned out by a deep, mellow voice, and the atmosphere became tense due to her suddenly strange expression.

Her answer suddenly gave him the urge to take her under his wing and force the issue.