Chapter 256: I’m so sorry
Although Lin Murong was quite shameless, he blushed when he heard that remark.
He waved his hand, “I’m not that…embarrassed.”
“Oh my, you even know how to feel embarrassed. You’re so smart!!!” Su Yinhe continually praised him.
Her praises were insincere.
“Galaxy, I get it. You’re mocking me!”
“Oh, you’re quite clever, huh?” Su Yinhe gave another insincere compliment.
“Don’t be , I’m scared.” Lin Murong trembled.
“I’m praising you, and you don’t want it?” Su Yinhe shook her head, “You just want me to beat you up, don’t you?”
“Galaxy, don’t slander me, why would I ever want to be beaten up?” He wasn’t a fool.
Regarding whether Lin Murong was a fool or not, or whether he wanted to be beaten up, Su Yinhe didn’t discuss it with him for the time being because she was doing something.
Watching Chi Yan knit a sweater for her.
Chi Yan was quite capable. Not only could he make desserts and cook, but he could also knit sweaters.
And they looked pretty good.
Lately, he hadn’t been fond of making desserts, he preferred knitting sweaters instead. One after another, and once finished, he would have her try them on; she even suspected that he was dressing her up like a doll.
They say every man harbors a certain kind of dream.
“What are you thinking about? Why are you looking at me like that?” Chi Yan paused in his actions.
Galaxy’s expression seemed off.
“Nothing much. Just watching casually.” Su Yinhe certainly wouldn’t honestly speak out her mind.
“Oh really? Do you ? Should I change the button?” Chi Yan picked up buttons of other colors to compare.
“Or, should I knit another one just , but with different buttons?” He thought both colors looked nice.
Might as well knit another one just like it, including both colors.
Children make choices, but adults want it all. While Su Yinhe was momentarily distracted, Chi Yan knitted another identical piece.
Fine, fine, as long as he’s happy.
She couldn’t dare say what she was thinking.
Sweaters, hats, gloves, bags…
There was nothing Chi Yan couldn’t knit.
Chi Yan even knitted several pieces of clothing for Su Yinhe’s favorite doll.
Men as virtuous as Chi Yan were quite rare these days.
When Lin Murong saw Chi Yan knitting sweaters, he looked disillusioned.
Chi Yan, his Brother Chi, was actually knitting sweaters, and doing it so well.
Lin Murong initially couldn’t accept it, but as he watched, he got used to it.
Once accustomed, he even cheekily approached Chi Yan.
“Brother Chi, Brother Chi, could you knit a piece of clothing for me too? I want one too, you can’t favor one over the other.”
In response, Chi Yan gave him a slap.
Lin Murong was one person you simply shouldn’t indulge.
It wasn’t good to be too nice to him.
Because Chi Yan slapped so swiftly and without hesitation, Lin Murong was now fearful.
He dared not provoke Chi Yan anymore.
He could only continue to seek out Su Yinhe.
“Chi Yan slapped me, he hit me. You have to stand up for me.” Lin Murong clung to Su Yinhe’s legs, wailing.
“Do you think, my relationship with you is better or with him?” Su Yinhe asked with a smile.
“With him…” Lin Murong hesitated.
“Then do you think I would help you?” Su Yinhe continued.
Lin Murong suddenly cried out loud, very loudly.
Then Su Yinhe’s laughter grew even louder.
Teasing Lin Murong always improved her mood.
“How could you do this? You have no idea how much you’ve hurt a sensitive big boy’s heart. My soul has been wounded,” Lin Murong clutched his chest feeling utterly helpless as if life had lost all hope.
“Sensitive… big boy?” Su Yinhe looked at him and fell silent.
“Yes.” Lin Murong nodded as if it was the most obvious thing, “Am I not sensitive?”
Su Yinhe continued to be silent.
Sensitive? Couldn’t see it at all.
All she could see was… stupidity.
Of course, she couldn’t just say that directly, as it would hurt the feelings of a sensitive big boy.
Lin Murong’s feelings would definitely be wounded.
Even though Lin Murong was carefree and could recover from emotional wounds quickly, but…
She couldn’t continue this nonsense.
Su Yinhe laughed again.
“Laugh? Laugh? Laugh? You’re still laughing. Isn’t that too much? My soul has suffered a severe wound. Do you understand?” Lin Murong felt heartbroken.
“That’s exactly why I’m laughing,” Su Yinhe laughed even louder. “Why else would I laugh?”
Lin Murong was stunned.
He had not anticipated this.
“You, you, you… that’s going to get you beaten,” Lin Murong felt like an idiot.
“Who? Who’s going to beat me? You? Could you even beat me?” Su Yinhe taunted him with her gaze.
Lin Murong: “…” Okay, he couldn’t beat her, really couldn’t.
He was left to wallow in his sorrow alone.
So sorrowful, truly too sorrowful.
Lin Murong touched and hugged his pitiful self.
Su Yinhe still felt that there were too few customers, making it boring.
So she decided to move the supermarket to another location.
And then, accidentally, she moved it to the edge of a cliff.
Su Yinhe was baffled.
Was there a base on the cliff?
Who would have a base in such a peculiar spot?
“This might be a feature. Every base has its unique characteristics,” Lin Murong seemed quite excited.
“Then the question arises, where is the base?” Su Yinhe looked around but couldn’t see any signs of a base.
“Uh… is it invisible?” Lin Murong couldn’t find it either.
“Get lost. That’s unreliable,” Su Yinhe rolled her eyes ungracefully.
“How is that unreliable? I’m very reliable, okay?” Lin Murong’s injuries had nearly healed, and he started being cheeky again.
He was just a cheeky prankster.
“You? Reliable? Then prove it; find it for me,” Su Yinhe kicked him out of the supermarket.
If Lin Murong couldn’t find it, he shouldn’t come back.
Now it was Lin Murong’s turn to be baffled.
He looked at the supermarket, silent.
Where was he supposed to look for the base now?
He had already searched earlier and found absolutely nothing.
Lin Murong searched again for two hours, still no results.
It seemed, there really was none.
Or maybe, it really had become invisible?
Or perhaps, it had been struck by lightning and become sentient.
Lin Murong found nothing and was mocked by Su Yinhe when he returned.
Lin Murong, feeling guilty, didn’t dare to retort and could only nod obediently.
But this type of pitifulness didn’t move Su Yinhe at all.
This was what he got for talking nonsense.
“I was wrong. I won’t do it again. Please forgive me. Let me in. I’m so hungry,” Lin Murong, who had been searching for two hours, was hungry.