Siheyuan: The Sickly Man’s Comeback, and a Mistaken Marriage to Qin Huairu

Jia Zhangshi waved her hand and hurriedly shooed him away. “Go on, get lost. Don’t cause trouble here.” She spat toward Xu Damao’s retreating figure. “Don’t you dare follow your dad’s example and get in over your head.” Little He Yushui skipped over to the neighboring home, raised a hand, and knocked on the door. The hinges gave a soft creak, and a wave of fragrance rushed into her nose. Inside, a young man with a pale face but remarkably bright eyes sat at the table. He Yushui grabbed a steamed bun and chopsticks and dug in. Cao Guang took a couple of bites and muttered, “This cooking is just barely edible.” In this life, he would start with a cough!