He’ll be in so much pain.
Murong hugged his head, feeling very uncomfortable.
Chi Yan fed her a piece and ate one himself, luckily Murong hadn’t wandered over here, or he would have to shout "dog abuse" again.
His timing was impeccable; just as Su Yinhe finished watching the drama, the fruit was also finished.
Everything was just perfect.
He always had excellent control over time.
"Is it tasty?" Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed it—it was sweet, juicy, and very delicious. "Tasty."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"Yeah, I like it, of course, I do. How could I not like it?"
"Then I’ll make another one for you next time. Or, I could go make a few more now and store them in the space, so whenever you want to eat them, you can just take one out..."
"No need, you... don’t need to do so much. Don’t tire yourself. It’s embarrassing for me."
"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 for you," Su Yinhe cooed.
Chi Yan looked at her more intensely.
"Okay, thank you. I really... like you a lot." He always liked her so much; how could he not? His feelings for her were growing stronger.
He really, really wanted to lock her away.
For him to be the only one to see her.
Nobody else was allowed.
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 wished. To be happy.
"Ah... why... are you confessing all of a sudden? It’s really embarrassing." Su Yinhe touched her face, feeling it heat up.
"I don’t know. Maybe it’s because..." I like you too much.
Because he liked her too much, he always found it hard to restrain himself, his love always hard to contain.
"Alright, alright, I get it, I know what you’re going to say. Don’t say it." She... was embarrassed. Truly embarrassed.
Chi Yan watched her and let out a light chuckle.
Murong meandered around and still ended up here.
Fortunately, it was a decent time; they didn’t catch him.
Only, it was very close.
"Yo, Galaxy, you seem to be enjoying yourself—with dramas, snacks, milk tea, and a man. If I’m not mistaken, there’s also a fruit plate licked clean." Murong said, glancing at Chi Yan.
His last sentence was quite suggestive.
"Hehe, it’s fine. After all, I’m the boss, right? If I don’t enjoy, who will?" Su Yinhe raised an eyebrow at him.
"Um... what are you doing?" Su Yinhe asked, unable to resist questioning Murong’s bizarre behavior.
Murong was actually...
Yes, the one that had held the fruit.
What kind of weird hobby is this?
"Me? I didn’t get any, can’t I at least smell it?" Murong said, looking rather wronged.
Okay, another story she didn’t know about.
Su Yinhe glanced at Chi Yan.
The two of them, what had happened again?
"It’s nothing, he’s just not right in the head." Although Su Yinhe didn’t speak, Chi Yan knew what she wanted to say, her gaze said it all.
Yep, diagnosed—the two of them were both a bit off.
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 one who’s not normal! Brother Chi, you’re falsely accusing me!" Murong was angry. It was bad enough that he hadn’t gotten any fruit platter, and now he was being slandered by Chi Yan.
"Whether it’s slander or not... you know very well," Chi Yan said expressionlessly.
It seemed...it wasn’t really slander.
He was not reasoned, yet he was still emboldened.
"No, it is slander, you apologize! Otherwise, I’ll... I’ll..." Murong just couldn’t come up with what to do next.
"Heh. Take your time figuring it out."
"Hey! Galaxy! Do something about it." Murong, having no way to deal with Brother Chi, turned to Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe: "..." She didn’t really have a solution either.
She couldn’t just... confront Brother Chi. Besides, she didn’t want to confront him.
Su Yinhe’s eyes darted around, and she decided to pick on Murong.
"Murong, do you want to eat fries?"
Murong: "??? Sure..." Murong was hesitant when he said this.
Not because he was too full to eat anymore; he ate quickly and also digested quickly.
He’d be ready to eat in no time.
It was just that, the way Su Yinhe asked was somewhat horrifying.
"Okay then, go peel the potatoes. Once they’re peeled, I’ll make you fries," Su Yinhe made a heart gesture towards him.
"You’re going to make it yourself?!!!" Murong let out a sharp cry.
"Yeah, touched, aren’t you?" Su Yinhe winked at him.
"Touched, very touched," Murong was a bit scared, "But actually, I don’t have to eat them." It wasn’t that he didn’t want to peel the potatoes; he was just a bit frightened.
"Not going to eat? Why not? What makes you think you can not eat? Eat! You have to eat for me! How could you not? I’m personally making the fries, and you’re saying you don’t want to eat?" Su Yinhe looked very displeased.
"But... I wouldn’t dare trouble our boss to do such trivial work. I can do it myself. And I’m not that crazy about fries." He wasn’t a fan to begin with.
Murong felt like crying.
"No way, you love them now. Wait until I make them for you," Su Yinhe patted his shoulder.
"Ah... okay then." Murong looked crestfallen, having a very bad premonition.
"Good boy. Go peel them," Su Yinhe made a heart gesture at him.
He really didn’t want to eat fries anymore.
But Su Yinhe was forcing him to want to.
He couldn’t even resist.
Murong obediently went to peel the potatoes.
Su Yinhe thought she was quite clever; she avoided an argument without saying a word.
But in sending Murong to peel potatoes, she had forgotten about Chi Yan.
Once Murong left, Chi Yan became unhappy.
"You’re making fries for him?"
"Ah, yes. What about it?"
"No, I don’t agree." Chi Yan was clearly upset.
"Why? It’s just making some fries."
"You’ve never made them for me. You’re making them for him first." Chi Yan was unhappy.
"Ah, but... um... you... don’t eat this kind of stuff, right?" This type of food, fried, was Chi Yan’s least favorite.
"I might not like it, but these are made by you." He liked whatever was made by Galaxy.
"You... *cough cough cough*." Su Yinhe felt a bit embarrassed again.
"So... once I’m done, you can eat first, and Murong can have whatever is left," Su Yinhe proposed a solution.
Chi Yan still wasn’t quite satisfied.