Chapter 107: Cold
Jiang Baizhou, who had already showered and was sitting on the edge of the bed wiping his hair while checking his phone, was startled by the sudden banging on the door. He nearly threw his phone away. Once he steadied himself, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, forming a ’Chuan’ character. He put down his phone, got up, and walked to the door, pulling it open. With a cold expression, he looked at Miss Yu Hui outside the door and spoke indifferently, "What’s up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Hui pushed the bowl she was holding towards him, "Drink this."
"What is it?" Jiang Baizhou glanced at the bowl in her hand and asked.
"Brown sugar ginger water."
"I won’t drink it." Jiang Baizhou withdrew his gaze in displeasure and refused without any hesitation, turning around intending to close the door and go back inside.
"Cen Jin sent it over." Yu Hui watched as he almost shut the door, but remained completely calm and nonchalant, tilting her head with an easygoing expression.
As expected, at the mention of "Cen Jin" those two words, Jiang Baizhou’s steps halted, even the cold contours of his face showed some emotion. Yu Hui, seeing his reaction, felt an old grudge stuck in her throat.
It truly validated the saying, "Once you have a wife, you forget your mother." Now, Cen Jin wasn’t even his wife yet, and it was already like this. Imagine what it would be like if he actually married Cen Jin. The standing of this old mother of his would be clear.
Ah, better not think too much. Thinking more is just tears!
"Where is she?" Jiang Baizhou turned back and took the bowl from Miss Yu Hui’s hand, looking up to ask.
"She went back! It’s so late already, and who told you not to come downstairs to open the door? Also, you brat, your Aunt Qin got hurt, such a big issue, and you didn’t even tell me." Yu Hui responded imperatively, while also giving him a slap on the arm.