Chapter 409: Everything Done Now Is Paying for Past Mistakes

He wanted to do something for Shi Yucheng in this way, even though it was of no use.

Although Shi Yucheng did not know what Sheng Hanyu had done for him, it did not matter; he felt that as long as he did what he was supposed to do, it was fine, and whether Shi Yucheng knew or not was irrelevant.

……

Dinner time was almost here.

The phone rang, and Shi Youxuan picked up her phone to take a look: "The takeout is here."

She went out and returned quickly, carrying an exquisite thermal bucket in her hand, along with a four-tiered thermal food container.

In her other hand, she carried a bag containing fruit.

It was not whole, but washed and cut, packed in a disposable container.

"Who sent it, and where is the person?" Shi Yucheng sat up.

"The delivery guy sent it; he went back after dropping it off."

Shi Youxuan pushed the bedside table over, placed it in front of her father, then helped him adjust the height of the head of the bed and placed a soft pillow behind his back for support.

She opened the thermal bucket, which contained gastrodia and old chicken soup.

It took a hen raised free-range for over two years and top-quality wild gastrodia, brought to a boil with firewood and high heat, then simmered over low heat for several hours to get such a bucket of soup!

The fat rendered from the old hen was all skimmed off, leaving not a single drop of oil.

The broth was rich and fragrant, hitting the nose.

As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma filled the air of the Hospital Ward; it was incredibly fragrant.

But Shi Yucheng frowned.

"So fragrant!" This aroma, this color.

One could tell it was made with care without even tasting it.

She ladled out a bowl of chicken soup and picked up a few pieces of chicken to place in front of Shi Yucheng: "Dad, have a taste, you will definitely like it."

The chicken in the soup had no skin; it had already been removed.

He had high blood pressure and high blood lipids, and the fat in chicken meat is almost entirely in the skin, so Sheng Hanyu had removed the chicken skin when making the chicken soup.

It was very thoughtful; he was truly doing it for his own good.

Shi Yucheng loved eating chicken the most, bar none.

But fearing high blood lipids, he tried his best to control himself and eat less; such a bowl of rich, fragrant chicken soup was especially to his taste, yet he did not touch his chopsticks!

Shi Youxuan set out the other boxes of dishes, only to find her father looking displeased, his brow tightly furrowed.

He was just staring at that bowl of chicken soup, but not drinking it at all!

"Dad, what's wrong?" She vaguely felt something was amiss.

Shi Yucheng pointed at the food in front of him: "Tell me the truth, who made all of this?"

"A restaurant, I ordered takeout, what's wrong?" Shi Youxuan feigned composure, but inwardly she was blaming Sheng Hanyu for being dense.

Couldn't he be more discreet when sending food?

Using such high-end thermal buckets and food containers to hold the food made her lack confidence when lying.

Shi Yucheng was angry: "Shi Youxuan, do you think I'm senile?"

"No, tell me where I went wrong and point it out to me, please don't be angry, getting angry is bad for your health, you can get angry and scold me, or even hit me, just don't be angry, don't lose your temper..."

Shi Youxuan smiled and rubbed her father's back, saying sweet things.

She knew her father fell for this.

Shi Yucheng's anger indeed subsided a little, but his expression remained unpleasant, and he said to his daughter sternly: "Tell me the truth, are you still in contact with Sheng Hanyu? These were all made by him, right?"

Shi Youxuan answered very crisply and with particular determination: "No contact, I have already completely broken ties with him as you asked."

Her gaze was firm, her tone earnest, and she said it as if it were true.

"Really?" Shi Yucheng was half-believing.

She nodded: "Of course it's true, don't you trust me?"

To prove that what she said was indeed "true," she placed her phone in front of her father and unlocked it: "You can check it as you please; if you can find that I am still in contact with Sheng Hanyu, I will let you do whatever you want with me."

Shi Yucheng actually picked up the phone and started checking; there were not many people in the contacts, so it was easy to check.

Indeed, there was no name of Sheng Hanyu.

Shi Youxuan also proactively opened her QQ and WeChat for her father to see, and there was nothing there either!

"Are you at ease now? Can you eat now? I'm telling you, chicken soup doesn't taste good when it's cold, and the medicinal efficacy is also diminished..."

She didn't need to say this; Shi Yucheng knew it too.

As long as it wasn't sent by that person, Shi Yucheng's expression as he looked at the chicken soup softened much more.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip, then he didn't put the bowl down and finished it in a few gulps!

He then picked up a piece of meat to eat; it was tender and soft, it didn't even need chewing, very suitable for an elderly person to eat.

"How does it taste, is it good?" Shi Youxuan leaned over, and Shi Yucheng immediately picked up a piece of chicken and put it into her mouth.

It was just like when the father and daughter used to sneak chicken to eat behind Jiang Yadan's back when she was little.

She swallowed it: "It's alright, it's overcooked."

"It's not overcooked, it's just right." Shi Yucheng liked this level of tenderness very much.

"Old hens are the hardest to stew until tender, to be able to stew it this tender... it must have taken a lot of firewood!"

"It was stewed in a big pot in the countryside; the gas stoves nowadays can't make this flavor. The chicken we ate when we were little all had this fragrance; when one family stewed chicken, all the children in the village would be drooling with envy..."

Shi Yucheng rambled on, but his suspicions were completely dispelled.

He believed it couldn't have been made by Sheng Hanyu; how could an Eldest Young Master who lived in the lap of luxury use a firewood stove?

Shi Yucheng did not know that in order to make him a delicious soup, Sheng Hanyu had specifically had people build a firewood stove in front of the Villa.

He even sent people to the countryside to buy free-range chickens and firewood; he had put in no small amount of effort for this meal of chicken soup.

The meal was eaten in a harmonious atmosphere; Shi Youxuan explained that the thermal container and lunch box were both bought by her, and she had asked the restaurant to make the food specifically for him, with the ingredients all prepared by herself, which is why it was different from ordinary takeout...

This reason was quite reasonable, so Shi Yucheng believed it.

For three days in a row, Sheng Hanyu came on time to deliver meals in the morning, at noon, and in the evening.

He would go to the corridor to call Shi Youxuan, and the phone would hang up after one ring.

Shi Youxuan would go out to pick up the meal as soon as she saw the number; sometimes the two could say a word or two, but most of the time they wouldn't say a word, and she would go back after taking the food!

But even so, Sheng Hanyu felt very happy!

At the very least, he could see her three times a day.

"Ring—"

Time was up, the phone rang once and then stopped, very punctual.

Shi Youxuan was just about to go out, but Shi Yucheng said, "You sit there, I'll go out and get it."

"No, no need."

She hurriedly objected, expressing that how could such a small matter as picking up a meal trouble her father?

She would just go herself.

Shi Yucheng laughed and said, "I'm not made of paper, picking up a meal won't tire me out; I need to do some work to move around, if I don't move at all, I'll become an old good-for-nothing."

As he spoke, he was already walking out; Shi Youxuan was anxious, but she couldn't stop him again!

Acting too obviously would make her father suspicious; she thought of a plan in her haste, walked quickly in front of Shi Yucheng, and held him lightly: "Dad, slow down, should you put on a jacket to go to the corridor?"

"The corridor is colder than the room, you can go out and stand for a while, but be careful not to catch a cold from the cold wind..."

The closer they got to the door, the louder Shi Youxuan's volume became.

She was signaling to the person outside.

Sure enough, when the father and daughter arrived in the corridor, the corridor was empty!

"Huh, didn't the delivery person come? Where is the delivery guy?" Shi Yucheng said as he walked toward the elevator, which made her anxious.

Sheng Hanyu must be hiding at the corner of the corridor right now; wouldn't it be exposed if her father went over there?