Ye Xian only then remembered her chicken claw prop.
"Oh, I almost forgot about it. That day at your house...didn’t I faint and bite your hand? Today, I thought of making chicken claws to make up for the mistake," she said.
"Make up with chicken claws?"
Ye Xian replied, "Eat chicken to replenish chicken, or, ahem, eat claws to replenish the claws!"
Bo Tingshen’s gaze narrowed slightly, "Then you should eat it too, to replenish the one in front."
"..." Ye Xian retorted, "CEO, although I made a mistake, you can’t challenge the dignity of a man like that, it’s too much!"
The corners of Bo Tingshen’s mouth curled slightly, and Ye Xian thought she saw him smile, but it was fleeting like an illusion, and pretty good-looking at that.
"Go get some chopsticks from the kitchen."
Ye Xian ran to the kitchen and got a pair of chopsticks.
The man placed his right hand, which she had bitten, on the table, revealing two rows of clearly visible teeth marks on the back of his hand.
Ye Xian, feeling somewhat guilty, picked up his hand and to her surprise, when she unfolded it, there were two shocking scars in his palm, as if they were recently left.
She widened her eyes, "How come there are two scars on the palm of your hand?"
Bo Tingshen frowned, his expression slightly displeased, "I accidentally bumped into something."
"Oh, then be more careful next time."
Such perfect hands now marred by those two scars seemed such a pity, but it did give a vibe of a boss turning into a mob boss!
Bo Tingshen asked, "Ye Xian, do you know what I like to eat?"
"You... I’m not quite sure, eh~"
Bo Tingshen’s lips tightened, and his jawline turned somewhat cold, "If you’re not sure, start from today. Make one dish after another until you’re done."
Ye Xian asked, "Why? CEO, are you treating me as a free chef?"
Bo Tingshen looked at her reproachfully, "Who injured this hand?"
Ye Xian remained silent... Well, with the leverage in his hands, it didn’t really matter. After all, he often didn’t know how many times he would come to Jiuxi Eighteen Islands. Making a late-night snack occasionally was no big deal since she had to eat too.
Ye Xian readily agreed, "But the wound in the palm of your hand looks quite serious. Let me help you treat it. Do you have a medical kit at home?"
"Under the TV cabinet."
Ye Xian took the medical kit from under the TV cabinet.
Sterile gauze, iodophor, alcohol, and cotton swabs, she followed the procedure to disinfect. The alcohol felt cool to the touch when it soaked the wound.
Ye Xian looked up to check his reaction, "CEO, does it hurt?"
"I’ve already been in pain, now... it’s fine."
The young man bowed his head slightly, concentrating on treating the wound in his palm. The overhead light cast a small patch of shadow across his long, dense eyelashes, creating an effect as beautiful as small woods, beneath which were cheeks tender as flower blossoms.
Suddenly, Bo Tingshen grasped her hand firmly.
Ye Xian jumped in shock, observing his suddenly serious expression, "CEO, what are you going to do?" It couldn’t be that he only just reacted and became angrier the more he thought about it, and was going to hit her now, right?
"What do you think?" he asked.
"Let’s negotiate, don’t hit the face if you have to hit someone!"
"Ye Xian, you know what the consequences of deceiving me are, right?"
Ye Xian nodded vigorously, "I know!"
He had already made her witness the consequences not too long ago.
Bo Tingshen said, "That was the first time. The second time won’t be so simple."
Ye Xian thought... "That was simple?" Not knowing the truth, she almost died of anger.
But there really wasn’t anything improper between her and Ye Shaowen, she hadn’t lied about that.