Su Yinhe would have called the police if she saw it herself.
Looking on, Lin Murong felt guilty; he thought Su Yinhe would devour him.
Su Yinhe concentrated on the drama, unaware of the bizarre thoughts Chi Yan was entertaining alone.
Chi Yan fed her a piece, ate a piece himself, and it was lucky Lin Murong wasn’t around, or else he would have screamed, "Stop torturing us singles!"
His timing was just perfect; as Su Yinhe finished watching the drama, the fruit was also just finished.
Everything was just so perfect.
He always had great control over timing.
"Is it tasty?" Chi Yan asked her.
Su Yinhe still had the last piece of watermelon in her mouth.
She chewed; the watermelon was sweet, juicy, and delicious. "Tasty."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"I like it, of course I do. How could I not like it?"
"Then I’ll make another one for you next time. Or maybe, I’ll make a few more now, store them in space, and whenever you feel like eating, you can just take them out..."
"No need, no need, you... don’t need to make so many. Don’t tire yourself out. I feel really bad."
"It’s not tiring; it’s 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 cooed.
Chi Yan looked at her with even deeper affection.
"Okay, thank you. I really... like you a lot." It’s always so great, how could he not like her. He liked her more and more.
He really wanted, really wanted to lock her away.
For him alone to see.
Yet 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 do, happily.
"Ah... why... the sudden confession again, it’s kind of embarrassing." Su Yinhe touched her face, feeling it burn.
"I don’t know. Maybe it’s because..." I like you too much.
Because I like you too much, I can’t help it; love is always hard to restrain.
"Okay, okay, I get it, I know what you’re going to say. Don’t say it." She... felt embarrassed. Really embarrassed.
Chi Yan watched her and chuckled lightly.
"Alright, I’ll listen to you."
As Lin Murong strolled around, he still ended up here.
Luckily, his timing was decent, and he didn’t run into them directly.
But it was a close call.
"Yo, Galaxy, you’re really enjoying yourself with dramas, snacks, milk tea, and a man. Not surprisingly, there is also a fruit platter that’s been entirely eaten." Lin Murong said, glancing at Chi Yan.
His last remark was clearly sarcastic.
"Heh, it’s fine. After all, I am the boss, aren’t I? If I don’t enjoy it, who will?" Su Yinhe raised her eyebrows at him.
"Um... what are you doing?" Su Yinhe, seeing Lin Murong behaving oddly, couldn’t help but ask.
Lin Murong was actually...
Yes, the plate that held the fruit.
"Me? I didn’t get to eat, isn’t smelling it allowed?" Lin Murong sounded quite wistful.
Okay, another story she was unaware of.
Su Yinhe glanced at Chi Yan.
Those two had something going on again.
"Nothing, he’s just not right in the head." Although Su Yinhe didn’t speak, he knew what she wanted to say; her expression said it all.
Hmm, turns out both are not quite normal.
An entire supermarket, and she’s the only normal person.
They’re all abnormal.
Only she is the most normal.
"You’re the abnormal one! Brother Chi, you’re wrongly accusing people!" Murong got angry, it was one thing not to get the fruit platter, but to be slandered by Chi Yan was too much.
"Whether it’s slander or not... you know very well." Chi Yan said expressionlessly.
It seemed... it really wasn’t slander.
His arguments weren’t valid, yet he felt strongly about it.
"No, you are slandering, apologize! Otherwise, I will... I will..." Murong struggled to finish his sentence.
"Heh. Take your time."
"Hey! Galaxy! Help me out here." When Murong couldn’t handle Chi Yan, he turned to Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe: "..." She didn’t really have any solutions either.
She couldn’t... confront Chi Yan either. Besides, she didn’t want to confront him.
Su Yinhe glanced around and decided to start with Murong.
"Murong, do you want some fries?"
Murong: "??? Sure..." Murong said hesitantly.
It wasn’t that he was too full to eat more, he ate fast and digested quickly.
He could eat again soon.
It was just that, Su Yinhe’s question sounded sinister somehow.
"Alright then, you peel the potatoes. I’ll make you fries." Su Yinhe gave him a heart sign.
"You making it yourself?!!!" Murong exclaimed sharply.
"Yeah, touched aren’t you?" Su Yinhe winked at him.
"Moved, really moved," Murong was a bit frightened, "but, actually, I don’t need to eat any." It wasn’t that he was afraid of peeling potatoes; he was just a bit scared.
"Not eating? Why not eat? Why are you deciding not to eat? Eat! You must eat it for me! How can you not eat the fries that I’m personally making?" Su Yinhe’s face looked displeased.
"But... how dare I bother our boss into doing such menial work. Such minor tasks, I can do them myself. Plus, I’m not that fond of fries." He initially didn’t even like fries.
Murong felt like crying.
"No, you like them now. Wait for me to make them," Su Yinhe patted his shoulder.
"Ah... okay then." Murong’s face looked mournful, he now had a very bad premonition.
"Good boy. Go peel them," Su Yinhe gestured a heart to him.
He really didn’t want to eat fries anymore.
But Su Yinhe forced him to want to.
He couldn’t even resist.
Murong dutifully went to peel the potatoes.
Su Yinhe felt quite clever, quietly avoiding a fight.
But, after sending Murong to peel potatoes, she had forgotten about Chi Yan.
Once Murong left, Chi Yan was unhappy.
"You’re making him fries?"
"Yes. What about it?"
"No, I don’t agree," Chi Yan was visibly upset.
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"You never made them for me, you made them for him first," Chi Yan was upset.
"Ah, but... well... you... don’t eat such things, do you?" Those deep-fried items that Chi Yan disliked the most.
"It’s not about liking, but it’s you who’s making it," Chi Yan liked anything made by Galaxy.
"You... cough, cough," Su Yinhe was a bit embarrassed.
"Well... once I’m done, you eat first, and Murong can have the leftovers." Su Yinhe offered a solution.
Chi Yan was still not quite satisfied.