Paranoid Doctor Only Loves Me
Chapter 232 - 201 Failed to Recognize Own Son (Added - )_1

Chapter 232: 201 Failed to Recognize Own Son (Added Chapter)_1

Su Ruoan had just finished with the last patient and was getting ready to leave work. As she took off her white coat, she checked her phone and saw a message from Tang Su saying she was coming over for lunch.

Su Ruoan frowned, thinking to herself that now without the need to tend the shop, that girl really had too much free time on her hands, always coming back home to scrounge a meal?

Despite her internal criticism, Su Ruoan couldn’t help but smile at the corners of her mouth.

She called Tang Su, only for Tang Su’s phone to ring at the doorway; that girl?

"Surprise!" Tang Su pushed the door open.

"What mischief are you up to today?" Su Ruoan asked, frowning yet smiling.

"Didn’t I tell you? I’m bringing a surprise."

"More shock than awe."

Tang Su pouted, "Heh, if my big brother came back, it would be a surprise, right? When it’s me, it’s all shock no awe? Little Granny, how can you be so biased?"

"Pfft? I’m Little Granny?" Su Ruoan frowned.

Hadn’t that girl given her too many nicknames?

Now and then it’s Empress Mother, Mum, and Old Mom; there’s also Mother Dearest, and now Little Granny?

Her nicknames were blooming like flowers.

"Of course not, you’re the Fairy Sister," Tang Su quickly flattered.

How could she have forgotten that at any age, a woman never allows others to call her old?

It’s fine when she says it herself, but nobody else, nobody at all, is allowed to say it.

The heart that refuses to grow old.

"Hmm, did you call your dad? I worry that the old man might go to the cafeteria to get food in advance."

"Don’t worry, I’ve already told Dad. Let’s go. The old man has probably already arrived home," Tang Su said, agreeing with Su Ruoan’s double standards. Calling her a "Little Granny" was unacceptable, but referring to her husband as "the old man" was perfectly fine. It was truly a double standard.

"Okay, wait a minute, I need to wash my hands."

The consultation room had a simple washbasin for hand washing, plus there was also alcohol sanitizer for disinfection.

"I also called your godmother to come back," Tang Su said on their way home.

"Your godmother wasn’t at home?" Su Ruoan thought Zhao Xinlan would be at home.

"My godmother finally had some freedom. Do you think she’d stay at home? She went shopping with her friends."

"If she was enjoying shopping, why did you call her back?"

"To bring a surprise," Tang Su repeated.

Su Ruoan: "..."

What surprise? Wasn’t it finished yet?

She had always thought that Tang Su considered herself the surprise.

When she said there was more shock than awe, it was just a figure of speech. Any mother would be happy to see her child coming home, no matter when it was.

"What do you want for lunch? Feel like the cafeteria?"

"No need, I’ve already made arrangements. I hired a private chef to come home and cook."

"You hired a stranger to come home and cook?" Su Ruoan, of course, knew that such services existed in Hua City, similar to hiring a housekeeper to clean the house.

Su Ruoan had hired a housekeeper to clean the house when both she and Tang Shengyi were really busy, but she had never hired such a private chef to cook at home before.

After all, even if they didn’t have time to cook, they could always eat at the cafeteria.

There was absolutely no need for this kind of service.

"Yeah, is there a problem? I’m telling you, the person coming is a real chef."

Tang Su felt that all four members of their family could cook and that the food they made was quite tasty. However, the level of her and her parents’ cooking skills was just enough to fill their stomachs.

But her big brother had the talent and strength to be a head chef. As a child, he could learn how to toss a wok just by watching cooking shows on television.

So, if her big brother came back from Z Zone, he could definitely open his own restaurant.

Ha, if her big brother opened a restaurant, especially right next to Jiang Qimeng’s, it would surely drive Jiang Qimeng’s out of business and put a dent in her arrogance.

She was disrespectful to her godmother.

"Chef or no chef, I don’t care, I just want to ask you, you let a stranger come to our house to cook, and you just ran out like that? Weren’t you staying at home to watch over?"

"Your godmother went shopping too, nobody was at home, ah. When we hired a domestic helper before, we at least left one person at home, you’re really confident."

Su Ruoan said as she quickly walked on.

Tang Su: "..."

There wasn’t anything valuable at home, nothing but some ordinary electrical appliances, not some incredible antiques no one has ever seen before.

"Hey, Mother Queen, wait for me."

The mother and daughter entered the house one after the other. In the kitchen, Tang Feng, fully geared up, was stir-frying with flair, his tall figure standing there slightly out of place.

Tang Shengyi indeed came back before Su Ruoan. He too received Tang Su’s message and called her. Tang Su told him she had invited someone to cook at their home for lunch and to come back to check if he had the time.

Tang Shengyi was really a piece with Su Ruoan. When he heard Zhao Xinlan wasn’t home and Tang Su had allowed a stranger, an unknown outsider, to come into the house to prepare their lunch all by himself, he thought she was too carefree.

Tang Su said there wasn’t anything valuable at home.

Tang Shengyi called her nonsense, saying there was plenty valuable at home—marriage certificates, ID cards, driver’s licenses, all sorts of documents, and their family photos, all of which are priceless.

A single sentence left Tang Su not knowing what to say. Those things were naturally priceless to their family of four, but to outsiders, they held no value.

If a thief really came, they wouldn’t steal your documents and photos, right?

"He’s that tall?" As soon as Su Ruoan entered, she saw the tall and straight figure in the kitchen and couldn’t help but comment.

"What, is there a rule that chefs can’t be too tall?" Tang Su caught up, out of breath.

Can little old ladies run that fast?

She had forgotten to mention that her "Father Emperor" was already at home, watching over the place, so she didn’t need to worry.

"Hmph." Su Ruoan gave Tang Su a dissatisfied grunt, then asked Tang Shengyi, "Old Tang, what time did you get back?"

"Just about ten minutes before you."

"Oh, then when you got back, he..."

"When I got back, he was getting ready to cook. And honestly, the kid’s cooking skills are top-notch. If Fengfeng decides to retire in a few years and open a restaurant, he could actually team up with this guy."

"Thinking quite far ahead you are. By the way, Tang Su, what time is your big brother arriving tonight? We should book a car in advance," Su Ruoan said.

"Oh come on, big bro has only been gone for nearly two years, he’s still from Hua City. He’s grown-up, can’t he just take a cab back on his own? He’s not a little kid anymore, no need for us to pick him up."

"What do you know?" Su Ruoan rolled her eyes at her daughter again.

"Yes, yes, I don’t know." Tang Su glanced at the kitchen.

Just wait until you all see him later, then see if you’ll still want to book a car.

"What are you looking at? Tang Su, don’t forget, you have a boyfriend, and your boyfriend is Lu Han. Why are you randomly looking around?" Su Ruoan was very protective of her junior, Lu Han.

No matter that Tang Su was her daughter, she wouldn’t hesitate to point out any inappropriate gestures as a mother.

"Well, Lu Han allows me to look at handsome guys, Mother Queen, aren’t you being a bit too controlling?"

"Get lost, is he staying to eat after he’s done cooking?" Su Ruoan knew that some private chefs are offered a meal by their employers.

"Of course, he’s staying."

"Alright, call your godmother and see where she’s at, and also, don’t cook too much, we don’t indulge in wasting food at our place. I’m going to change clothes."

After giving her instructions, Su Ruoan went to her room first.

"Got it."

Tang Su ran to the kitchen for a brief exchange with hand gestures; Tang Shengyi glanced over but still didn’t recognize his son.

Tang Su was helpless, and Tang Feng was equally helpless.