Feng Xue nodded, "Of course, no one has cooked for me. They treat me like a slave. If they occasionally have money and buy a hamburger, it will be considered as my earned income."
This was a line given by Lu Xiaoxiao, which made her do her best. Because they knew that Xiao Zichen felt guilty about the real wind chime, and once he felt guilty, he would find a way to make up for it.
This is a way for them to attack Xiao Zichen.
"Okay, I'll do it." Xiao Zichen replied.
He felt really guilty when he heard Feng Xue say that free-range food and even eating hamburgers were considered as earnings. He thought that if Feng Ling had not been separated from them back then, he would be spoiled like a little princess by all of them now. Just like Zhan Feng Ling.
"Xiao Zichen, you must do what you promised me. I am not that easy to fool. If you say you will cook for me from now on, if you don't do it, I will be angry and never see you again. Do you understand?" Feng Xue said again, her
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the kitchen door and saw Zhan Fengling standing there.
She wants to drive a wedge between Zhan Fengling and Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen heard Feng Xue's words and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I won't break my promise."
"Well, as long as I want to eat, you can do it!" Feng Xue raised the volume a few decibels, specifically for Zhan Fengling to listen.
Zhan Fengling stood there, her hands slightly curled up and tightened. She didn't know whether to go in or stay outside.
At this moment, she felt like an outsider, or even a joke. What was her existence?
To Xiao Zichen, what is she?
"If your family Zhan Fengzhong doesn't agree, will you still cook for me?" Feng Xue asked playfully.
Xiao Zichen didn't stop stirring the stir-fried vegetables and said word by word: "She can't."
He believed that Zhan Fengling was generous enough, and he promised her that he would be her husband forever, which should be enough. She should support him to compensate him for his childhood debt.
"Haha, you really believe her. Women are not that generous. If he disagrees, what will you do?" Feng Xue wanted to break the casserole and ask the end.
Xiao Zichen didn't like it when a woman asked him like this, but Feng Xue kept looking at him with that scrutinizing gaze, which finally made him feel helpless.
"It's useless even if she objects." Xiao Zichen replied.
There was a clang.
A vase over Zhan Fengling fell over. She was stimulated by Xiao Zichen's words. Her heart ached a little and she just wanted to turn around and run away.
She already understood that she was not important to Xiao Zichen, her objection was of no use at all, she...she was just a substitute.
With this thought, Zhan Fengling's heart felt like it was being pinched hard, it hurt so much.
"Who is outside?" Feng Xue asked deliberately.
Zhan Fengling bit her lip, looked at the vase on the ground, finally took a deep breath, let go, and walked in. She tried her best to stay calm, "It's me, ice cream."
Zhan Fengling felt that she was extremely humble when she said these five words. She hated herself like this, especially when she met Xiao Zichen's eyes, she hated herself even more.
She felt like a joke.
"It's in the freezer. You can get it yourself first. Feng Ling is hungry, so let her eat the noodles first." Xiao Zichen didn't look back, not knowing how unnatural Zhan Fengling's expression was now.
Zhan Fengling looked at the refrigerator, then at Xiao Zichen, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll get it myself!"
After saying that, she seemed a little angry, opened the refrigerator door, and went out with a handful of ice cream.