Lin Murong thought Su Yinhe’s heart was as cold as a block of ice.
The credibility of Lin Murong’s words was zero, but Su Yinhe looked at him, thought about it, and still reluctantly believed him.
"Here you go, really." After Su Yinhe gave it to him, she just sat next to him and watched him eat.
"Why are you looking at me? Do you want to eat too?" While eating, Lin Murong looked at her and asked.
"Scram, if I wanted to eat, would I give it to you? If I wanted to eat, I’d just eat it myself, why would I give it to you?"
"True. You don’t lack anything, I do. Hehehe." Lin Murong chuckled, then continued to eat.
Then, he quickly finished another one.
And it seemed like he was still not full.
"Do you want some fried chicken frames?" Su Yinhe spoke up before he could.
There was still some fried chicken left, but not much.
She had to save some.
"Fried chicken frames?" Lin Murong looked puzzled, but he wanted to continue eating them.
"Yeah, fried chicken frames, do you want them?" She had bought a lot of them before because they were cheap and plentiful.
Very suitable for Murong, the foodie.
"Yes, yes, yes, I want everything edible." He would want anything edible, how could he refuse?
"Okay, then I’ll get it for you." Su Yinhe then took five packets.
"Eat up, there are all kinds of flavors, spicy, cumin, New Orleans..." She had bought every flavor when she was shopping.
She used to love eating fried chicken frames when she was working part-time, but she got sick of them after eating too many.
"Thank you. Galaxy, you really are a good person." Lin Murong was very touched.
Galaxy had actually grabbed five packets all at once.
"Hehe, thank you. Compliments. I am indeed a good person." Su Yinhe said, feeling a bit guilty.
These fried chicken frames, actually, were ones she didn’t want.
It was tough for Lin Murong.
But, this wasn’t really tough.
After all, it was still food.
Others couldn’t even get to eat it.
It was Lin Murong’s privilege to have this.
"Hehehe, finger hearts." Lin Murong held up two fried chicken frames, forming a heart shape for Su Yinhe.
Hard to comment, so she chose not to.
This way, Lin Murong munched on the fried chicken frames, Chi Yan ate fries, and Su Yinhe held a cup of water watching the two of them eat.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to eat, mainly, she had secretly eaten a lot while preparing them.
She got a bit sick of it.
Her, a small appetite, didn’t eat much.
These fried chicken frames were addictive, the more you ate, the tastier they got.
And they got spicier the more you ate.
At first, it wasn’t spicy, but as Lin Murong kept eating, it started to feel spicy.
Then he frantically drank water.
Su Yinhe was quite considerate, seeing him, she even poured him water.
"Galaxy, you’re quite a good person." Lin Murong said with a moved expression.
"Of course." Su Yinhe nodded, accepting his compliment.
"Hehehe." Lin Murong chuckled foolishly, drank another cup of water, and continued eating.
When Su Yinhe saw he was almost done, she timely replenished him with a few more packets and poured another cup of water.
Considerate boss, online service.
Chi Yan looked on enviously.
But he didn’t directly say it.
He just stopped eating fries and stared straight at Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe felt his gaze, was stunned, and then poured him a glass of water belatedly.
"Ahem... you... um... drink some water; you must be thirsty after eating fries for so long."
"It’s okay, not as thirsty as Murong." Chi Yan had a smile on his face, his tone was light, but it was indeed very sarcastic.
Su Yinhe silently poured a little more for him.
Murong, who was eating fried chicken, "..."
He felt like disaster had struck out of the blue.
Should he not have shown up in front of the two of them?
He might be caught in the crossfire.
He wanted to live, to live well.
"Should I leave?" Murong asked tentatively while holding the fried chicken.
"Leave? Where could you go?" Chi Yan raised an eyebrow, "Can you even leave the supermarket?"
"No, that’s too much. I’m not going to leave the supermarket. I belong to the supermarket in life and in death. Don’t think about driving me away to monopolize Galaxy! You can’t think I don’t know what you’re planning," Murong said righteously.
Su Yinhe: "What is he planning? Tell me, elaborate." Su Yinhe was quite curious.
Murong looked at her and coughed twice.
"That... I can’t say, I need to save face. It’s embarrassing to say."
"So... what is it." Su Yinhe was genuinely curious. "You... still have face?" Su Yinhe doubted.
"How could I not have a face? I absolutely have a face! I have such a big face!" Murong looked at her incredulously.
"Really?" Su Yinhe looked carefully at his face for a while, "I always thought you were shameless. Sorry, my mistake."
Su Yinhe apologized to him.
However, this apology was almost worse than no apology at all, and Murong was about to explode.
"How could you do this? You’re too much." Murong was truly filled with rage.
Galaxy’s words increasingly infuriated him.
"I’m too much? I don’t think so. I even treated you to so much food." Su Yinhe’s face was innocent. "How can you call me over the top?"
"You are over the top, bullying me," Murong wanted to sob.
"I didn’t do anything. Don’t slander me." Murong was bewildered, how had it turned into him bullying Galaxy.
He wouldn’t dare to bully the boss.
After all, he depended on her for food and shelter; how could he dare to bully her?
He wasn’t that shameless... wait, how did it circle back to this again?
"Whether it’s slander, you know in your own heart," Su Yinhe retorted.
A phrase that sounded familiar.
Murong looked at her, then at Chi Yan.
Good grief, no wonder they say they’re a pair.
Birds of a feather flock together, they even speak the same way.
"Am I clear? What am I clear about, how could I be clear. You two, ganging up, bullying me alone." He was really on the verge of whining.
"Not at all, we did nothing. You’re overthinking," Su Yinhe waved her hand, indicating he shouldn’t overthink.
"I’m overthinking? Are you sure it’s me overthinking?" Murong looked at her skeptically.
"Certain and confirmed," Su Yinhe was resolute.
She showed no signs of duping him.
"You... I don’t believe it," Murong didn’t buy it.
"Believe it or not, up to you," Su Yinhe also made a heart gesture at him.
Such a sarcastic heart gesture.
Galaxy, you’ve learned badly.
And it seems you learned from him.
"Don’t do that, I’m scared," Murong shivered.
"What’s there to be scared about, don’t be afraid," Su Yinhe approached and gently patted his head.
"You... great, that makes me even more scared."