"Ryan, Uncle Liam."

Zoe stopped in front of them, putting on a sweet smile.

What a poser.

"Oh, Zoe! How are you recovering?" Liam asked, pretending to be concerned.

"I'm feeling much better. Thanks for asking."

"That's good to hear. You're the precious treasure of the Hoffman family. If anything happened to you, your grandfather and mother would be devastated!" Liam's words were aimed at Ryan.

Then he cast a meaningful glance at Zoe and left, humming a little tune.

"What are you doing here?" Ryan stared at her with a dark and cold gaze.

"I made soup, and I'm bringing it to Grandpa while it's still warm." Zoe blinked innocently. "Ryan, you won't deny me the chance to be a good granddaughter, will you?"

raised his hand slowly and pointed at her

a word, Zoe's heart still pounded wildly out of fear, and her hands, holding the tray,

your deceitful tongue and break your legs. If you don't believe

his words fell, Ryan shoved past her

unshakable figure fiercely, gritting her teeth in

"Ha, we'll see!"

her vicious expression disappeared, replaced with a gentle and obedient smile as she walked

I'm here

granddaughter, Logan smiled

for you. It took me the

placed the tray on the tea

Logan. "This soup is best consumed when in a bad mood. It's nourishing and calming.

know I'm in a bad mood?" Logan took a

see you, and I saw your grim face

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