Chapter 8 The Porridge Delivery
"Xuxu, come here." The familiar commanding tone again.
Mother brought over a bowl of seafood porridge. "Take this to your brother."
I pretended to be surprised and scared. "Me?"
Mother sounded impatient and guilty. "Who else? Go now. Be smart about it."
I had not expected the opportunity to arrive so quickly.
Xu Yunru was truly going all out to please Song Chengyuan.
I carried the porridge upstairs and knocked lightly.
Song Chengyuan saw me and his eyes turned icy. He moved to close the door.
I held it steady. "Brother, Mother asked me to bring you porridge."
I lowered my head again, looking as if I feared him yet had no choice but to obey.
This angle had been carefully practiced.
Song Chengyuan's feelings toward me could not be all affection.
That way I could play the victim and shift all blame onto him later.
Nor could they be all hatred. I did not want to destroy myself.
I needed him to feel both love and hate.
Song Chengyuan, are you ready?