"So what?" Lin Mochen shrugged, "Just because she is your wife, doesn't mean that you are the only person in this whole wide world who has the rights to feed her."

"This soup is brought by me. So I am feeding her." Lin Mochen argued.

"I am her husband and I don't want any other man to feed her." Zhang Zhehan said sternly.

"Like I care." Lin Mochen rolled his eyes.

Li Xiaolu quietly looked at both of the men who were fighting with each other just for feeding her a bowl of soup. She sighed in frustration. She was so hungry and the soup was also getting cold. "Are you guys done?" she asked.

"Baby, look. This ugly guy is snatching my rights to feeding you." Zhang Zhehan complained.

Lin Mochen was offended. He glared at Zhang Zhehan and asked, "Who are you calling ugly? I am the most handsome guy in this whole country. Do you have any ideas on how many girls love me? Huh! An old man like you would never understand."

"Baby, did you hear that? He, himself said that many girls love him. So we should be staying away from people like that." Zhang Zhehan said seriously.

"Haha... I understand now. You are so cunning, Zhang Zhehan." Lin Mochen laughed. "Xiaolu look, what your goody-goody husband is doing. He's trying to make you go against me. He's trying to make you hate me."

Li Xiaolu: "....." Why are these two guys fighting like cats and dogs? She just wants to have her bowl of soup.

"You... The person from the Lin family, don't slander me in front of my wife. I am just stating facts." Zhang Zhehan shrugged. "Now, give me that bowl of soup..."

"I will not." Lin Mochen denied as he eyed Zhang Zhehan hatefully.

"Stop it!!!" Li Xiaolu screamed. She glared at both of the guys who immediately shut their mouths. Pointing towards them she shouted, "Why are you both fighting like two old women who fight over a piece of clothing over some kind of cheap sale?"

Lin Mochen: "....." Old women?

Zhang Zhehan: "....." Old women?

"Baby...."

"Shut up!" Li Xiaolu said. " Give me that bowl of soup. I don't need you guys to feed me. My right hand is working and I can feed myself perfectly."

Zhang Zhehan was about to say something but stopped when Li Xiaoou shot him a glare. He understood that his wife was very angry and that he should just keep quiet.

Seeing Li Xiaolu glaring at Zhang Zhehan, Lin Mochen snickered. "The almighty Zhang Zhehan is afraid of his own wife. What a great discovery!" he muttered in a low voice but sadly it was heard by Li Xiaolu and she glared at him next.

"What are you laughing at? Give me that bowl of soup!" Li Xiaolu demanded.

Lin Mochen immediately stop snickering and placed the bowl of soup in front of her. Finally getting the bowl of soup, Li Xiaolu started drinking it totally ignoring both the guys.

Meanwhile, both the guys who were scolded by Li Xiaolu were giving each other the death glare. They were silently conversing through their eyes.

Zhang Zhehan: It's your fault that my wife scolded me.

Lin Mochen smiled: You deserved it.

Zhang Zhehan glared: She is my wife. You stay away from her.

Lin Mochen mocked: I will not, you old man.

Zhang Zhehan: Who are you calling an old man?

Lin Mochen: You? Who else?

Zhehan Zhehan smirked: If I am an old man then she is my old wife.

Lin Mochen narrowed his eyes: You!!! It's because of you that I missed that chance of experiencing the joy of feeling her.

Zhang Zhehan smiled: Don't worry. In the future, I will never let you have that chance.

Lin Mochen glared: You are so hateful!

Zhang Zhehan smirked: I know. I don't need you to love me. My wife loves me and that's enough for me.

"You!!! I hate you. After so long, I got such a wonderful chance of feeding my little sister and because of you, I missed it." Lin Mochen roared. Seeing his sweet little sister being married to this bad guy, made his heart hurt for her. She was so unlucky.

Li Xiaolu who has just finished drinking the soup was shocked by Lin Mochen's sudden outburst. She looked at him with concern filled eyes, "What happened, brother?"

Lin Mochen looked at Li Xiaolu and sighed, "Nothing. Did you like the soup?"

"Yes, " Li Xiaolu smiled sweetly, " It was so delicious. Thank you for bringing me this soup, Brother Lin. I will definitely give you a chance of feeding me, the next time you bring something for me."

"Okay, " Lin Mochen smiled as he ruffled Li Xiaolu's hair.

"Brother?" Zhang Zhehan questioned as he looked at them carefully. He narrowed his eyes as he glanced at Lin Mochen carefully. What did this guy mean by that sentence? It was as if he understood the sentence but at the same time, he didn't quite understand it.

Li Xiaolu smiled, "Oh! From today, I am Lin Mochen's little sister."

"Zhehan isn't that great? I finally have a big brother." Li Xiaolu smiled in joy and happiness.

"It's good." Zhang Zhehan said as he looked at Lik Mochen who was looking at Li Xiaolu. It was just like something clicked in his mind. Many puzzles, many pictures started appearing in his brain. One clue connected to others and a thought formed in his mind. He couldn't tell what he thought was correct or not but he knew he was close to the whole truth. Now, all he needed to do was verify whether what he was thinking was the truth or not.

Lin Mochen shivered as he felt Zhang Zhehan's examining eyes on him. He looked at him with distaste and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. Just wondering when are you going to call me brother-in-law?"

Lin Mochen stuck his tongue out, "Yuck!! Why would I call you that?"

Zhang Zhehan said nothing and he simply hugged Li Xiaolu and smiled. Lin Mochen looked at Li Xiaolu who was looking at him with shining eyes, waiting for him to call Zhehan Zhehan with that endearment.

Lin Mochen didn't want to call Zhang Zhehan that, but seeing his little sister's shining eyes he sighed. With a heavy heart, he called, "Brother-in-law."