He stirred the pot with a spoon, and the fragrance of the porridge gradually seeped out. It was much more fragrant than the porridge he usually made with milk.

  He didn’t seem to be in a hurry. He only stopped cooking after an hour.

  By the time the porridge was served, it was already mushy.

  Wang Cai couldn’t help but swallow.

  Naturally, he wasn’t given any of the porridge that Su Shenfan made.

  There were only two people in this world who had eaten his food. One was Dog Two, and the other was Bu Yaolian, who was about to eat it.

  Su Shenfan carried the porridge out. He saw the old lady sitting contentedly by the bed to keep watch.

  He walked over and helped Bu Yaolian up. He touched her forehead to check her temperature. She had almost recovered.

  Relieved, he gently patted Bu Yaolian’s cheek. “Lian’er, wake up and eat something.”


  Bu Yaolian was in a deep sleep and didn’t want to wake up, but she felt that someone was constantly disturbing her. She had no choice but to slowly open her eyes. Seeing her favorite face, she pouted. “Shao Zun, let me sleep a little longer. I’m weak and my head hurts.”


  “Have some porridge before you sleep.” Su Shenfan stroked her back and coaxed her gently. “You’re weak because you haven’t eaten.”


  Bu Yaolian was very hungry, but she wanted to sleep even more. She lay on his shoulder weakly like a baby cub.

  Su Shenfan was helpless. “Sleep then. I’ll feed you.”


  Su Shenfan took the bowl and fed her a spoonful.

  Bu Yaolian still didn’t know that she had walked through the gates of hell. She only knew that she was very sleepy and wanted to sleep, but the fragrance of the porridge made her want to eat, so she opened her mouth.

  She didn’t need to chew the porridge. Sometimes, she forgot to swallow it because she was asleep.

  Su Shenfan wasn’t in a hurry. He patiently waited for her to wake up and eat again.

  By the time he finished feeding her the porridge more than an hour later, the old lady and her grandson were already asleep in another room.

  She and her grandson were the only ones in their family. There was nothing to worry about.

  Seeing the man patiently feeding his woman, the old lady knew that he wasn’t a bad person, so she let them be.

  After the fuss with Bu Yaolian, Su Shenfan was truly exhausted. He felt that he had never been so tired before.

  He was both tired and glad that Su Lian had survived.

  Bu Yaolian fell asleep again in his arms after eating. Su Shenfan knew that she was still weak and didn’t dare disturb her. He hugged her and fell asleep on the bed.

  The next day, Su Shenfan was woken up by the sound of cracking bamboo.

  The sun was already high in the sky. The old lady came in with her grandson, and cold air poured in the moment the door opened. Su Shenfan hurriedly covered Bu Yaolian with the blanket.

  “You’re awake. It’s the first day of the new year. Every family has to welcome the God of Wealth with firecrackers,” the old lady said cheerfully when she saw him open his eyes.

  Su Shenfan’s eyes darkened. He had forgotten that it was the new year.

  Last night, Bu Yaolian almost left on New Year’s Eve and didn’t see the sun.

  Thinking this, Su Shenfan’s face turned even colder.

  Seeing no joy on his face, the old lady was worried that the firecrackers outside might have upset him.

  The old lady had lived for so many years and naturally knew how to read people’s minds. She also knew that she couldn’t afford to offend this masked man.

  She said carefully, “Just bear with it for a while longer. The noise for the God of Wealth will stop soon. Do you want to eat something?”