"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

did not say a word, Zoe's heart still pounded wildly out of fear, and her hands, holding the tray,

Otherwise, I'll rip out your deceitful

fell, Ryan shoved past her

figure

"Ha, we'll see!"

vicious expression disappeared, replaced with a gentle and obedient smile

here

granddaughter, Logan smiled

made this nutritious soup for you. It

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

bad mood?" Logan took a sip of the soup, and

just came to see you, and I saw your grim face as soon as I walked in. There was an invitation on the table. It

said with a half smile, "It seems we'll have a

of celebration is

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