Tian Ling'er frowned and looked at the three pots of fish soup, not knowing what to say.

"It belongs to senior brother!" Tian Ling'er said against her will, holding back the guilt in her heart.

"That's good!" Zhao Tiansha smiled with satisfaction, and then showed a provocative smile to Zhong Shan.

Seeing Zhao Tiansha's smile, Zhong Shan's eyes froze! He was not blaming Ling'er, but Zhong Shan had already seen Zhao Tiansha's sinister intentions.

Originally, this result was also expected by Zhong Shan. Let Zhao Tiansha win with something worse. In this way, Ling'er would feel a trace of guilt for himself in his heart. Although it was just a hint of psychology, it was Zhong Shan's biggest mistake.

The victory was of great help to Zhong Shan defeating three people four months later.

However, seeing Zhao Tiansha's provocative smile, Zhong Shan already knew that Zhao Tiansha had sinister intentions in killing him. He was seeking revenge and had no intention of Ling'er at all. Humph!

"Sister, let me have a taste, okay?" Bingbing picked up a spoon and drank Zhong Shan's soup very rudely.

"Well, it tastes really good. It's better than what my mother made! It tastes really good, it tastes really good!" Bingbing couldn't help but take several sips.

On the side, Tian Ling'er lowered his head slightly, obviously suffering from inner criticism.

"Sister, you can drink the best one. Give me this one! Give me the 'bad' one!" Bingbing picked up Zhong Shan's soup and looked like she was monopolizing it.

Bingbing's monopoly made Tian Ling'er suddenly feel a very painful feeling in her heart, as if she had lost something that belonged to her. The thing was right in front of her, but she couldn't get it back.

This kind of pain was even more boring. Tian Ling'er's mood suddenly became very, very bad for some unknown reason. It was as if she wanted to cry.

"Sister, I'm tired, I want to rest!" Tian Ling'er said to Ni Qingqing.
Chapter completed!