"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?"

deep, cold eyes narrowed. He raised his hand slowly and pointed at her

wildly

warning you. Don't play any tricks. Otherwise, I'll rip out your deceitful tongue and break your legs. If you don't believe me,

words fell, Ryan shoved past her and

seemingly unshakable figure fiercely, gritting her teeth

"Ha, we'll see!"

her vicious expression disappeared, replaced with a gentle and

I'm here to

his granddaughter, Logan smiled dotingly.

especially made this nutritious soup for

Logan. "This soup

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

I saw your grim face as soon as I walked in. There was an

half smile, "It

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