THUD, THUD, THUD!
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed from the stairs as Zhang Fuyong and his daughter rushed down, only to be stunned by the sight before them. The kitchen was in complete disarray. Porridge was spattered everywhere, and the clay pot had practically exploded in half.
Lin Feng, having just turned off the stove, saw Zhang Yuxi run over to him, frantically looking him up and down. Her face was pale with fright.
"Darling, let me see! Are you hurt?"
Seeing Zhang Yuxi tremble from head to toe, her hands shaking uncontrollably, Lin Feng's heart softened.
"I'm okay. Thankfully, Mom and I dodged in time, or it would've exploded right on us."
Only then did Zhang Yuxi remember her mother was there. "Mom, are you okay?" she asked quickly. In her panic, she had only seen Lin Feng and hadn't noticed anyone else.
Zhao Lizhen was still in a daze. Shaking her head as she came back to her senses, she replied, "I'm fine..."
