Su Yinhe liked to eat crisp peaches, not so fond of soft ones; she loved the texture of the crisp peaches.
Su Yinhe was engrossed in watching the drama and was unaware that Chi Yan was thinking all sorts of odd things to himself.
Chi Yan fed her a piece, then had one himself, fortunate that Lin Murong hadn’t strolled over, or else he would’ve cried out ’dog abuse’ again.
His timing was just perfect. As Su Yinhe finished the show, the fruit was also 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 it; the watermelon was very sweet, juicy, and delicious. "Tasty."
"Do you like it?" he asked again.
"I like it, of course, I like it. How could I not like it?"
"Then I’ll make you another one next time. Or, I could make a few more now and put them in the space. When you want to eat, just take them out..."
"No need, no need, you... don’t make so much. Don’t overexert yourself. It’s really awkward for me."
"It’s not hard work, just cutting some fruit, how could it be hard?" Chi Yan touched her head.
"I know, just... I feel sorry for you," Su Yinhe acted coy.
Chi Yan looked at her with an even deeper gaze.
"Okay, thank you. I really... like you a lot." Always this good, how could he not like her. He liked her more and more.
He really wanted to keep her all to himself.
No one else was allowed to look.
But, he couldn’t do that, she would be unhappy.
He didn’t want her to be unhappy, he wanted her to do anything she liked. Happy and cheerful.
"Ah... Why... Suddenly confessing again, it’s quite embarrassing." Su Yinhe touched her face; she felt it burning up.
"I don’t know. Maybe it’s because..." I like you too much.
Because I like you too much, I always can’t restrain myself; love is hard to keep under control.
"Alright, alright, I got it, I know what you’re going to say. Don’t say it." She... felt embarrassed. Really embarrassed.
Chi Yan looked at her and let out a light chuckle.
Lin Murong meandered and meandered and still ended up here anyway.
Luckily, his meandering time was alright, didn’t bump into them.
But, it was a close call.
"Yo, Galaxy, you’re quite enjoying yourself, with dramas, snacks, milk tea, and a man. If I’m not mistaken, there should also be an empty fruit plate." Lin Murong said, glancing at Chi Yan.
His last sentence was seriously said in a weird tone.
"Hehe, it’s okay. After all, I’m the boss right, if I don’t enjoy, who will?" Su Yinhe teased him with a raised eyebrow.
I guess... that’s right?
"Um... What are you doing?" Su Yinhe, seeing Lin Murong’s strange behavior, could not help but ask.
Lin Murong was actually...
Yes, that plate that had the fruit on it.
"Me? I didn’t get to eat, so I can’t even smell it?" Lin Murong was very wistful.
Okay, another story she didn’t know about.
Su Yinhe looked over at Chi Yan.
What had happened between the two of them again?
"It’s nothing, his brain’s not normal." Although Su Yinhe hadn’t spoken, he knew what she wanted to say; it was obvious from her eyes.
Yep, confirmed, both are not quite right.
In such a large supermarket, she was the only normal one.
They were all abnormal.
Only she was the most normal.
"You’re the one who’s not normal, Brother Chi, you’re just slandering people!" Murong was furious. It was already bad enough that he hadn’t gotten any fruit, but now he had to be slandered by Chi Yan.
"Whether it’s slander... you know for yourself," Chi Yan said with an expressionless face.
It seemed... it really wasn’t slander.
He couldn’t argue but still felt indignant.
"No way, you are slandering, apologize! Otherwise, I will... I will..." Murong couldn’t finish his threat after a long time.
"Heh. Take your time," Chi Yan responded sarcastically.
"Hey! Galaxy! Do something about this," Murong, unable to deal with Chi Yan, turned to Su Yinhe for help.
Su Yinhe: "..." She didn’t really have a solution either.
She couldn’t just... go up against Chi Yan. Moreover, she didn’t want to confront him.
Su Yinhe’s eyes rolled around as she decided to target Murong instead.
"Hey Murong, do you want some fries?"
Murong: "??? Sure..." Murong hesitated a bit when he responded.
It wasn’t because he was too full to eat more; he ate fast and digested quickly. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝘯𝘦𝘵
He could eat more very soon.
It was just that, when Su Yinhe asked him, something about it sounded terrifying.
"Alright, then go peel some potatoes. When you’re finished, I’ll make fries for you," Su Yinhe gestured with a heart.
"You’re going to cook them yourself?!!!" Murong shrieked in surprise.
"Yeah, isn’t that touching?" Su Yinhe winked at him.
"Touching, very touching," Murong replied fearfully, "but, actually, I can go without eating them." It wasn’t that he didn’t want to peel potatoes; he was just a bit afraid.
"Not eat? Why wouldn’t you eat? What gives you the right not to eat? Eat! You must eat it for me! How can you not eat? My own handmade fries, and you don’t even want to eat?" Su Yinhe looked displeased.
"But... I really shouldn’t trouble our boss to go through all that trouble. I can handle these small tasks myself. Besides, I’m not that into fries." He never really liked them to begin with.
Murong felt like crying.
"No way, you’ve just developed a taste for them. Wait for me to make them," Su Yinhe patted his shoulder.
"Ah... alright then." Murong wore a dejected expression, harboring a very bad feeling.
"Good boy. Go peel them," Su Yinhe made another heart gesture at him.
He really didn’t want fries anymore.
But Su Yinhe was forcing him to want them.
And he couldn’t even resist.
Murong obediently went to peel the potatoes.
Su Yinhe felt quite clever, having avoided a quarrel so smoothly.
Except she had sent Murong to peel potatoes and had forgotten about Chi Yan.
As soon as Murong left, Chi Yan became upset.
"You’re making him fries?"
"Ah, yes. What’s the issue?"
"I don’t approve," Chi Yan said, displeased.
"Why not? It’s just some fries."
"You haven’t made them for me. You made them for him first," Chi Yan said, still unhappy.
"Ah, but... well... you... don’t you dislike that kind of food?" she inquired, referring to fried foods, which Chi Yan liked the least.
"Not that I dislike it, but you made it," Chi Yan would like anything made by Galaxy.
"You... ahem, ahem." Su Yinhe felt embarrassed all over again.
"Then... once they’re ready, you eat first, and Murong can have the leftovers," Su Yinhe suggested a compromise.
Chi Yan was still not quite satisfied.