Chapter 72 He is a murderer

s manliness, and with his grandpa and parents still at the restaurant, it's no wonder his face turned so pale."I'm sorry, I didn't know about the soup..." she blushed, her voice filled with shame. "Bu...Chapter 72: He's a Murderer

"No, let's eat."

He gave her a reassuring look and then began to eat the tonic she had personally cooked for him with an impassive expression.

An Xiaotu, seeing his face as though he were drinking poison, clearly disliked the soup, but still forced himself to drink it.

Thinking about this, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. However, she couldn't say anything more in front of so many people, so she could only bury her head in her meal, eating without taste.

After dinner, Tang Yucheng sent her to work at school. After getting in the car, both of them remained silent.

Finally, An Xiaotu mumbled dejectedly, "I think I won't make soup anymore."

Seeing him force himself to drink the soup she had made, she wasn't happy. Instead, her heart felt like it was being pricked by a needle, filled with pain.

"Do you know what ingredients those soups used" Tang Yucheng kept his eyes forward, driving very smoothly.

"Those were all prepared by my mother. I haven't seen many of them before." She lowered her head and answered very timidly.

He is Mrs. Tang's son; he couldn't have harmed him.

“Then you must not know the effects of that Gu soup,” he said confidently.

"......An Xiaotu's ten fingers were tangled up in frustration, her voice low and whispered, 'Mom said your injuries haven't healed yet, that soup is for nourishing your body.'"

"Boosting your health" is a very general term, it depends on what aspect you're referring to.

Tang Yucheng sneered, "Well, for example, vigor."

What, what

Little Bunny An almost choked on his own saliva, thinking he had misheard, "What did you say"

"Enhance your virility." He spat out the two words coldly.

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Is that soup... is it an aphrodisiac

He was being questioned about his manliness, and with his grandpa and parents still at the restaurant, it's no wonder his face turned so pale.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know about the soup..." she blushed, her voice filled with shame. "But you knew what was in it... So how could you still drink it"

She hadn't expected Madam Tang to have her make that kind of soup for him, making her feel like a neglected and resentful woman in the inner chambers.

"You cooked it."

An Xiaotu was even more embarrassed, almost speechless. This man was truly... just like Madam Tang said, because it was her who made it, he would even drink poison with a smile.

She bit her lip and said, "I won't cause trouble anymore."

"Hmm."

After that, the two of them didn't speak again, staying silent all the way.

He sent her to R University and Tang Yucheng said he would send a driver to pick her up in the afternoon, then turned around and left.

An Xiaotu patted her flushed cheeks and walked towards the office building with light and graceful steps.

"Little Rabbit Teacher."

A young, gentle voice rose up. Before she could react, she was grabbed by the arm and pulled into a corner.

"Tang Xiuxiu, how..." An Xiaotu looked at the handsome and elegant young man in front of her with astonishment. His face was beautiful but couldn't hide his haggard expression.

He wasn't saying it would be several days until he was discharged, was he

Tang Xiu stared at her with a pair of ink-colored eyes, bit his lip hard, and said with redness in his eyes, "Little Rabbit Teacher obviously knows how to dance, and she dances so beautifully... It's my fault that I acted like an idiot trying to teach you."

Seeing her dancing with that man in the dance floor last night, she was like an ethereal fairy who had never been touched by human affairs. Her movements were so graceful and beautiful.

She also danced with her uncle, but she wouldn't dance with me.

An Xiaotu gasped, realizing he must have seen her dancing the waltz with Tang Yucheng last night. Her lie about spraining her foot was now exposed.

She lowered her eyes, unwilling to look or probe the emotions hidden in his gaze.

"Tang Xiu," An Xiaotu took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Your feelings for me are wrong. It's best to cut them off early, for your own good."

"What if I can't break it off, Teacher Xiao" He gave a wry smile. If he could truly just end it, he wouldn't be in so much pain because of her right now.

To see her with someone else pained her more than hating that person ever could.

"I hear there's some conflict between you and your uncle. If I wasn't your uncle's wife, would you still be so prejudiced against me" she asked calmly.

Perhaps his persistence stems partly from a desire for revenge against Tang Yucheng.

Tang Xiu's body shuddered, and his tone suddenly became extremely serious and solemn. "My obsession with Teacher Xiaotu has nothing to do with others."

With a snort, he grew agitated. "There's just some friction between us! That's what he told you, right Little Rabbit Teacher isn't worthy of you at all, do you know that He's..." He trailed off.

"What is he" An Xiaotu held her breath, a sudden realization freezing the words on her lips. They were the key to the misunderstanding between him and Tang Yucheng.

“Why doesn’t Master Xiaotu go ask him” Tang Yucheng’s eyes grew cold, the warmth and jade-like gentleness vanished, replaced by a sneer playing on his perfect lips, “But I think, even if Master Xiaotu did ask, he wouldn’t tell you the truth. After all, the image he presents is so flawless, how could anyone know about his past fatal flaw”

"Tang Si Xiu, you and he have a conflict, I won't believe what you're saying." An Xiao Tu said firmly.

In her mind, even though Tang Yucheng was cold, expressionless, taciturn, introverted, and had a low emotional quotient... he was still the most outstanding man in her eyes.

"Is that so" Tang Xiu's clear eyes flickered with a trace of sadness as he looked at her and slowly said, "Even if he is a murderer, Teacher Xiaotù doesn't care"

Murderer

Anxiaotu was struck dumb, her mind a blank.

A wave of chill washed over her, she felt a bone-chilling coldness throughout her body. She opened her mouth, struggling for half a breath before managing to utter a single sentence, “He’s your second uncle. Even if you hate him, you can’t slander him like this.”

She believed Tang Yucheng wasn't that kind of person.

She didn't believe what Tang Xiu said.

"That little Rabbit Teacher, guess why I hate him so much" Tang Xiu gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing red.

Did she trust that person so much

Wow! What kind of reaction would she have if she ever found out the truth

"I can't guess, Tang family matters have nothing to do with me." An Xiaotu pushed away the big hand that was grabbing her arm, "I'm going back to the office."

"Teacher Xiao Tu." Her steps faltered for a moment, and then she heard the boy's voice coming from behind her, "If you don't believe what I said, you can ask other members of the Tang family, ask if he is a murderer"

An Xiaotu didn't look back or respond, acting calmly as she quickly walked towards the office building.

Danshu's resolute tone, that genuine expression filled with hate... it didn't seem like an act.

He said Tang Yucheng was a murderer, and he said the other members of the Tang family knew about it; while the other members of the Tang family said that Tang Yucheng and he only had a deep misunderstanding.

What kind of misunderstanding would lead Tang Xiu to think he was a murderer What kind of hatred would make him feel that way serious and earnest. Then he grabbed her left hand and asked in a solemn tone, "Didn't you notice that something seems to be missing from your hand"Xiao Ya Bai retracted her hand, looking at both sid...