South Grant coughed so hard his throat hurt, and after catching his breath, South made a disdainful face and said:

"Your brother is too much of a hipster; I prefer someone more rugged."

Wendy Lynch looked at her, the gratitude and admiration in her eyes just now shattered into pieces.

"South, are you really the type that likes men?" She tolerated it, thinking that if she just worked hard enough, she’d eventually set him straight.

But, he’s the type that likes men!

Is she about to end this before it’s even started?

South looked at Wendy’s expression now and felt a bit guilty.

Who said only men struggle with beauty’s grace; now she knew how it felt.

Wendy suddenly realized, no, something’s off!

He was lying to her!

"South, you say you like rugged types, not hipsters, then what was that sneaky kiss with my brother at our villa in the spring?"

South: "..." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

South felt like he was about to collapse.

What on earth was going on in this little girl’s mind?

Seeing that Nathan Foster behind him was reaching his limit, South hurriedly said:

"Don’t listen to Felicity’s nonsense, nothing of the sort happened, go back and rest."

After lots of coaxing, he finally managed to send Wendy away, leaving him to face Nathan.

"This kid is too young, has a hero complex, that’s why this happened when I saved her." South explained dryly, trying to melt Ice Cube Foster at this moment.

Nathan looked at her for a long while, then his lips curved slightly with a mocking smirk.

"Do you know what you are?"

"What?" South stupidly asked.

"A boat without a sail, without a paddle."

"A boat without a sail or paddle?" South pondered, then said with a fawning smile: "Uncle, are you saying I lost my parents young, and without guidance, I easily get lost while moving forward?"

"Haha, being directionless is true..." Nathan shot her a sidelong glance, "You row a boat without a paddle, set sail without direction because your whole life depends on the waves."

South: "..."

What the hell, are you not satisfied unless you roast me to death?

But now she didn’t dare talk back; let it be waves, as long as you are happy.

At this moment, Ivan Keller brought South’s meal as prescribed by the doctor.

After Ivan left, Nathan ladled out the hot soup and cooled it alternately with two bowls.

South watched from the side, not expecting Nathan to have such a gentle side.

The atmosphere was just right now, and after a while, South scooted over with a grin to watch him.

"Uncle, you’re not mad anymore, right?"

Nathan glanced at her but ignored her.

South looked at Nathan this way, knowing that when he doesn’t want to deal with someone, it’s when he’s in the worst mood.

If he doesn’t blow up now, he will definitely blow up later, and when he blows up, who knows what he would do!

So, she must calm his anger today.

Otherwise, who knows how he’ll explode in the future.

Nathan prepared the soup and then saw Nathan leaned against the headboard with a flattering smile:

"Feed me."

Nathan initially intended to feed her, but when South said it, he didn’t want to anymore.

Then he placed the soup on the table and looked at her coldly:

"Come over and drink; it’s just your head that’s hurt, not your hands."

South looked at this tsundere creature, feeling utterly delighted inside.

Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated.

She knew Nathan so well, she knew he’d definitely feed her, and she knew that as soon as she deliberately acted coy, he’d start acting aloof.

No need for him to feed her!

It might lead to indigestion!