"This is just an accident, really just an accident, don’t overthink it."
Where did his big goose go?
Chi Yan fed her a piece, then ate one himself, luckily Lin Murong had not strolled over here, or else he would have cried out "dog abuse" again.
His time management was just right, as Su Yinhe finished the drama, the fruit was also just finished.
Everything was just perfect.
He always had a good handle on timing.
"Is it good?" Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed, the watermelon was sweet, juicy, and tasted good. "It’s good."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"I do like it, of course I do. How could I possibly not like it?"
"Then I’ll make another one for you next time. Or, I can go make a few more right now, store them in the space, and when you want to eat them, just take them out..."
"No need, no need, you... don’t need to make so many. Don’t tire yourself out. I feel really embarrassed."
"It’s not tiring, just cutting some fruit, how could it be tiring." Chi Yan stroked her head.
"I know, it’s just, I feel bad for you," Su Yinhe said coquettishly.
Chi Yan looked at her with an even deeper gaze.
"Alright, thank you. I really... like you a lot." He always treated her so well, how could he not like her. He liked her more and more.
Really wanted to, really wanted to lock her up.
Just for himself to see.
No one else allowed to see.
She was his, and his alone.
But, he couldn’t do that, she would be unhappy.
He didn’t want her to be unhappy, he wanted her to do whatever she wanted. To be happy.
"Ah... why... suddenly confessing again, it’s a bit embarrassing," Su Yinhe touched her face, feeling it grow hot.
"Don’t know. Maybe it’s because... I like you too much."
Because he liked her too much, he always couldn’t help himself, love was always hard to restrain.
"Alright alright, I get it, I know what you’re going to say. Don’t say it." She... was embarrassed. Really embarrassed.
Chi Yan looked at her and chuckled softly.
"Alright, as you wish."
Lin Murong, wandering around, still ended up wandering over here.
Fortunately, the timing of his wander was okay, he didn’t bump into anything.
But it was a close call.
"Yo, Galaxy, you’re enjoying yourself, with drama, snacks, milk tea, and a man. And if I’m not mistaken, an empty fruit platter," Lin Murong said, giving Chi Yan a glance.
His last sentence was really quite sarcastic.
"Hehe, it’s alright. After all, I’m the boss, if I don’t enjoy myself, who will?" Su Yinhe raised her eyebrows at him.
"Um... what are you doing?" Su Yinhe couldn’t help but ask, seeing Lin Murong’s bizarre behavior.
Lin Murong was actually...
Yes, the one that had held the fruit.
Was it that good-smelling?
"Me? I didn’t get any to eat, is smelling it not allowed?" Lin Murong looked aggrieved.
Okay, another story she didn’t know about.
Su Yinhe glanced at Chi Yan.
Something had happened between the two of them, again.
"No, his brain isn’t working right." Although Su Yinhe didn’t say it out loud, he knew what she wanted to say, her look said it all.
Yep, diagnosis confirmed, both were quite abnormal.
In such a huge supermarket, she was the only normal one.
They were all not normal.
Only she was the most normal.
"You’re the abnormal one! Brother Chi, you’re smearing my name!" Lin Murong was angered, it was bad enough he didn’t get to eat from the fruit plate, but now he was being slandered by Chi Yan.
"Whether it’s slander or not... you know it yourself," Chi Yan said, expressionless.
It seemed... that it really wasn’t slander.
He wanted to stand his ground even if he wasn’t in the right.
"No way, it’s slander, you apologize! Or else I will... I will..." Lin Murong "would" for a long time but still couldn’t finish his threat.
"Heh. Take your time then."
"Hey! Galaxy! You take care of this," Lin Murong, having no way to deal with Chi Yan, turned his attention to Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe: "..." She didn’t really have any good solutions, okay.
She couldn’t just... confront Chi Yan directly. Besides, she didn’t want to confront him.
Su Yinhe’s eyes shifted, choosing to take it out on Lin Murong instead.
"Lin Murong, do you want to eat some fries?"
Lin Murong: "??? Sure..." Lin Murong said hesitantly.
It wasn’t because he was too full to eat more, as he ate quickly and digested quickly.
He would be able to eat very soon.
It was just that when Su Yinhe asked the question, it sounded somehow terrifying.
"Alright, go peel the potatoes then. I’ll make you fries after you’re done," Su Yinhe gestured a heart at him.
"You’re going to make them yourself?!!!!!" Lin Murong let out a shrill scream.
"Yes, aren’t you touched?" Su Yinhe winked at him.
"Touched, definitely touched," Lin Murong said somewhat fearfully, "but, actually, I can go without eating them." It wasn’t that he didn’t want to peel the potatoes; he was just a bit fearful.
"Not eat? Why not eat? Why do you think you shouldn’t eat? Eat! You must eat for me! How can you not eat when I’m personally making fries for you?" Su Yinhe’s face didn’t look good.
"But... I don’t dare to trouble our boss to personally get involved. For such a small task, I can do it myself. And I’m not that keen on fries," he didn’t particularly like fries to begin with.
Lin Murong felt like whimpering.
"No way, now you love them. Wait until I’ve made them," Su Yinhe patted his shoulder.
"Ah... alright then." Lin Murong’s face was downcast; he had a very bad premonition.
"Good boy. Go peel," Su Yinhe gestured a heart at him again.
He really didn’t want to eat fries anymore.
But Su Yinhe forced him to want to.
And he couldn’t even resist.
Lin Murong obediently went to peel the potatoes.
Su Yinhe felt she was very clever, avoiding an argument without making a sound.
But, Lin Murong had been sent off to peel potatoes, and she had forgotten about Chi Yan.
The moment Lin Murong left, Chi Yan became unhappy.
"You’re making him fries?"
"Ah, yes. What about it?"
"No, I don’t agree," Chi Yan was displeased.
"Why? It’s just some fries."
"You’ve never made them for me. You’re making them for him first," Chi Yan was very unhappy.
"Ah, but... erm... you... don’t you dis kind of food?" This kind of food, deep-fried, Chi Yan’s least favorite.
"It’s not my favorite, but these are made by you," anything made by Galaxy was his favorite.
"You... cough cough cough." Su Yinhe was a bit embarrassed again.
"So... once they’re done, you eat first, Lin Murong can have the leftovers," Su Yinhe proposed a solution.
Chi Yan actually still wasn’t quite satisfied.