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C51 Third Sister

Hearing the inhumane howls, Guang Tou's mouth twitched violently in response.

Yet, Guang Tou didn't dare utter a word. He quickly waved his hand, issuing an order.

After a while, Zhang Chen grew bored and whispered, "Third Sister, shall we go? They're too vicious."

Guang Tou's mouth twitched once more at the comment.

Su Mang nodded in agreement.

Without further hesitation, Zhang Chen and Su Mang made their way out of the bar at a leisurely pace.

Guang Tou respectfully bowed as he saw them off, his face fixed with an odd smile.

Once outside, Zhang Chen noticed Loong San still by the roadside, casually leaning on the car.

Loong San soon drove off.

Zhang Chen then went straight to buy some groceries, planning to cook a meal.

Su Mang, learning of his plans, couldn't help but beam with joy.

They quickly arrived back at the villa. After Zhang Chen and Su Mang got out of the car, Loong San departed.

Inside the villa, it was still empty.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Zhang Chen asked, "Third Sister, which hospital does Fourth Sister work at? Her schedule seems so unpredictable."

Su Mang replied with a hint of irritation, "Why? Don't you enjoy spending time with me?"

Zhang Chen was at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond.

He carried the groceries into the kitchen.

With a roll of her eyes, Su Mang slowly explained, "Fourth Sister's job is quite secretive. I'm not entirely sure what she does, but I have some idea."

Zhang Chen's curiosity piqued. "Third Sister, what do you know?"

With a mischievous smile, Su Mang teased, "I'm not telling you."

Left without a comeback, Zhang Chen turned his attention to the kitchen, organizing all the vegetables and ingredients before setting them aside.

After tidying up, Su Mang couldn't resist coming over, her curiosity evident. "Little brother, what tasty dish are you planning to make?"

She examined the array of side dishes with eager anticipation shining in her eyes.

Zhang Chen flashed a smile and playfully echoed her earlier words, "I'm not telling you."

Su Mang gave an exaggerated eye roll and settled into a spot to sit and watch quietly.

With nothing else to do, Zhang Chen struck up a casual conversation as he cooked.

They reminisced about Su Mang's experiences throughout the years.

Though Su Mang hadn't shared every detail, Zhang Chen could still sense the hardships she had faced.

Before long, Zhang Chen was putting the finishing touches on the meal.

When Su Mang offered to help set the table, Zhang Chen gently refused and guided her to take a seat instead.

Watching Zhang Chen's bustling figure, Su Mang's smile shone brilliantly.

In no time, the table was laden with dishes, and Zhang Chen took his seat in silence.

Su Mang picked up her chopsticks, gave the food an appreciative sniff, and exclaimed with excitement, "Little bro, you've got some serious culinary skills! I can't wait to dig in!"

She then eagerly grabbed a green vegetable with her chopsticks and tasted it.

Zhang Chen watched her with anticipation.

Soon after, delight sparkled in Su Mang's eyes. "Wow! This is delicious! Brother, you're an amazing cook!"

Zhang Chen beamed and encouraged her, "Help yourself to more."

Back at the Lin family home, he often endured Lee Fengqin's insults.

Yet Lee Fengqin never passed up a meal.

Zhang Chen wasn't sure about the level of his cooking, but Su Mang's reaction filled him with joy.

She didn't let him down, sampling each dish and lavishing praise upon them.

However, their enjoyable meal was interrupted by a sudden noise outside.

Turning their heads, they saw Lau Qingyue entering the room.

Su Mang pouted, a flicker of annoyance in her eyes, and muttered, "You've got quite the nose, showing up just as we start to eat."

Lau Qingyue paused, taking in the room's aroma, then her eyes widened in astonishment. "Little brother cooked?"

Zhang Chen chuckled and replied, "Yeah, Fourth Sister, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Of course not!"

Lau Qingyue hastily dropped her backpack to the side and hurried to the table, taking a seat next to Su Mang.

She grabbed her chopsticks and began to eat.

After a few bites, Lau Qingyue looked up, her face a picture of surprise, "This food is delicious!"

Then she dove back into her meal with gusto.

Su Mang spoke with dissatisfaction, "My little brother made this for me. Try to eat less, okay?"

She, too, began to eat hurriedly, as if they were competing for the last morsel of food.

A smile lingered on Zhang Chen's lips throughout the meal, and in that moment, he felt an inexplicable sense of contentment.

Time passed, and eventually, both women slumped back in their chairs, utterly unconcerned with appearances, radiating pure satisfaction.

A look of resignation flickered in Zhang Chen's eyes.

He hadn't eaten much; the majority of the food had been devoured by the two women, who hadn't spared even the side dishes.

Zhang Chen rose and methodically cleared the table.

By the time he returned, the women had sprawled out on the couch in odd, contorted poses.

"Enjoy the meal?" Zhang Chen asked, grinning, as he sat across from them.

Su Mang rolled her eyes, exasperated. "Why'd you have to make it so tasty? I've eaten so much I can barely stand up straight."

She promptly lifted her shirt, which caught Zhang Chen off guard. He averted his eyes quickly, his face flushing with embarrassment.

Lau Qingyue spoke up, her voice strained, "Little brother, you're going to have to take responsibility for this. Look at how big my stomach has gotten..."

Her words sent Zhang Chen's pulse racing.

Why did they sound so laden with innuendo?

Su Mang shot her a glare, still unsatisfied. "It should be my belly that's big. You're the one who wanted to join in."

Lau Qingyue pouted but held her tongue.

Just as Zhang Chen thought the episode had drawn to a close, a spark ignited in Su Mang's eyes. "Little brother, after eating all that, maybe we should get some exercise, huh?"

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