Song Zhixing was stunned for a moment, "You said... these dishes were ordered by Second Uncle?"
"Um."
He must have called home when he went in to change clothes and get money.
But…
Does he know my preferences so well
He was often away from home, sometimes for months at a time, and even when he came back he only stayed for a few days.
Song Zhixing suddenly remembered the terrible words he said that night about being her man.
Lips, bite tight.
That day, he was just impulsive, right? He was drunk, and she angered him, so he suddenly had the kind of fantasies that a man has about a woman.
That was just a physical impulse, not a psychological one. In other words, he did that to her probably not because he liked her.
After all, no uncle would fall in love with his niece. At least, in her mind, this was unimaginable.
But if not, then why does he know his own preferences so clearly
Thinking about it over and over again, Song Zhixing's mind became even more confused. However, she couldn't accept what happened that night, whether it was the psychological impulse or the physical impulse. Thinking back on it, she still felt uneasy.
"Second Master."
At this moment, the housekeeper's voice sounded. Song Zhixing came back to his senses and saw Tang Yu also entered the restaurant.
He had just taken a shower and looked fresh and sexy in a dark bathrobe.
Song Zhixing glanced at him, then looked at the table full of food. His heart was slightly shaken, but he didn't dare to ask anything.
"What's wrong?" Tang Yu noticed that there was something wrong with her eyes, so he asked and pulled out a chair to sit down in the main seat.
Song Zhixing quickly shook his head, turned his eyes away, and said softly: "Nothing."
She said it was nothing, but her face didn't look like it was nothing at all. Tang Yu couldn't help but look at her twice more.
Song Zhixing sat down with a heavy heart, took the tableware brought by the servant, and ate in silence. Tang Yu picked up some food for her, and then said slowly: "Starting today, move back home."
The tone of voice brooks no room for argument.
Not to discuss, but to inform.
Song Zhixing was stunned for a moment before replying, "Second Uncle, I live well in school."
"Is it good that you just ignored my words?"
"What?"
"Did I ask you to take good care of yourself?" Tang Yu said seriously, "How do you take care of yourself?"
"..." Song Zhixing explained, "I was in a hurry to go out to work this morning, so I forgot to bring my medicine. And, with the lesson I learned today, next time I go out, I will definitely remember it."
Tang Yu was indifferent and went through the details with her, "Where's breakfast? You were in a hurry too, so you forgot to eat?"
Song Zhixing drooped his eyelids and lowered his voice guiltily, "I don't have enough money... So, I want to save as much as possible..."
Tang Yu's eyelids jumped, and he snorted sarcastically, "I never realized before that you are so strong-willed!"
He usually paid attention to her in every detail, fearing that something might happen to her. But she was good! She was very good at torturing herself!
Song Zhixing felt guilty after being glared at by him and did not dare to refute.
"Butler." Tang Yu called with a stern face.
The butler responded and quickly entered the restaurant. As soon as he entered, he felt that the atmosphere was not right—the second master had a very ugly face, but the young lady sat beside him with her head down like a child who had done something wrong. It seemed that the young lady had made the second master angry again.
"Let Lao Mo go to her school and bring back her school uniforms!" Tang Yu ordered.
"Second Uncle!" Song Zhixing said reluctantly.
"Take out the dormitory key." Tang Yu didn't care whether she was willing or not. He couldn't let her ruin her already poor health.
Song Zhixing held the chopsticks without moving. Tang Yu threw the tableware on the table and glanced at the housekeeper, "Ask Lao Mo to bring a locksmith."
"!" This person! Too domineering!
Song Zhixing knew that she couldn't beat him. If she didn't give him the key, he would definitely pry open the lock and get in.
She got up reluctantly and went upstairs, and came downstairs with the key in her hand. She was angry with Tang Yu, and her face was tense.
The autocratic and overbearing tyrant soon revealed his true colors.
Because he was angry with Tang Yu, Song Zhixing didn't eat much of the meal. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and went back to his room.
Tang Yu glanced at the angry figure, then looked at the almost untouched rice opposite him, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
——
Upstairs, as soon as he entered the room, Song Zhixing lay down on the bed, hugging his empty stomach, feeling regretful.
She hadn't eaten enough just now.
She was obviously angry with him, why did she have to be angry with her stomach? The table was full of dishes, all of which were her favorites.
If she ran down and continued eating now, wouldn't she be slapping herself in the face
How annoying!
If he hadn't annoyed her, she wouldn't have been hungry! But now he was eating down there with gusto.
When Song Zhixing thought about it, he felt quite jealous.
"Miss." Sister Li's voice sounded outside the door.
"coming."
Song Zhixing turned over and got off the bed and opened the door. Sister Li stood at the door with food in her hands. Song Zhixing's eyes were bright, "Sister Li, I know you are the best to me."
"I can't bear the word 'most'." Sister Li brought the food in and placed it on the low table in front of the sofa. "Come here and eat it while it's hot."
Song Zhixing regained his spirits, sat down on the sofa, took the tableware and ate heartily. His stomach was full and his anger was half gone.
"Sister Li, you don't know, I've just been regretting not eating because of being angry with my second uncle. I'm almost starving to death. Fortunately, you are here!" Song Zhixing muttered while eating.
"I'm not the one who treats you best." Sister Li said, "Second Master is the one who treats you best."
Hearing Sister Li mention him, Song Zhixing pouted disapprovingly, "Why are you mentioning him again, Sister Li? This will affect my appetite."
"Why don't you let me bring it up? Are you angry when I ask you to come back and live here? Don't you think about how worried I am about you being out here alone? It's only been two days, and you didn't bring medicine or eat. No wonder I'm angry. He's angry because he cares about you and is worried about you. Who would care so much about you when there's someone who doesn't care about you at all?"
Song Zhixing bit her chopsticks. She knew what Sister Li said, but she was afraid to know. She was even unwilling to admit that Tang Yu was really good to her. For some reasons, she couldn't bear it.
She said without giving up: "Maybe... he just wants to satisfy his overwhelming desire for control?"
"So you are a heartless kid." Sister Li tapped her forehead with her finger. "I didn't bring this meal. Second Master ordered it. I told you to eat it while it's hot and not to starve yourself and hurt your stomach. Is this considered a desire for control?"