"Taotao."
A man's low and cold voice suddenly came from behind, startling both mother and daughter.
Lin Tao was almost scared out of her wits.
Why had Cheng Runzhi come?
"Who are you?" Lin's mother asked curiously.
Cheng Runzhi approached slowly, carrying a thermos.
He was dressed entirely in black, his face expressionless, which made him seem all the more stern. He stretched out his hand, his tone even more brusque, "Dad asked me to bring this soup for you."
Lin Tao helplessly touched her forehead.
As expected, Lin's mother couldn't hold back, "Taotao, who is he? Is he pursuing you?"
Her eyes were darting back and forth, unable to conceal her delight.
"No," Lin Tao hurriedly denied, "He's just a friend of mine."
"Friend?" Lin's mother looked at Cheng Runzhi, "Just an ordinary friend or...?"
"Not just ordinary friends."
Lin Tao: "!!!"
Cheng Runzhi startled everyone once more, "Hello, Auntie, I'm Cheng Runzhi, I'm pursuing Taotao."
