Lin Yixun thought that Leng Yixiu, accustomed to gourmet food, would naturally not be used to eating this, so she couldn’t be bothered with him and started eating on her own.
Maybe because she had gone through tough times, Lin Yixun preferred eating at this kind of small restaurant rather than a fine dining Western restaurant. In no time, she had finished more than half of the dishes on the table.
Although she was already full, seeing the remaining food on the table, Lin Yixun decided to finish everything. As she ate, she made exaggerated noises which soon attracted strange looks from the couple at the next table.
Lin Yixun’s lips curled into an almost imperceptible smile, thinking that if she always had such crude eating manners, would Leng Yixiu feel embarrassed and let her leave sooner?
She ate somewhat hastily, and the spicy food soon turned her pale face a bright red. The man seemed indifferent to the strange looks from others and, seeing the fine sweat on her nose, handed a tissue to her.
Lin Yixun paused slightly, but did not take the tissue from his hand, instead pulling a few napkins from the box beside her.
Even with such a minor action, the man could sense Lin Yixun’s inherent resistance towards him, a resistance that seemed ingrained. Chapters first released on nοvelfire.net
The man’s eyes darkened and he spoke in a low voice, "If you can’t finish, don’t force yourself."
"There’s still so much food left, it would be a waste." The tough years had taught Lin Yixun frugality.
Leng Yixiu had some impression of Lin Yixun’s former image as a spendthrift young lady, but now she was completely different, and Leng Yixiu could naturally guess the reasons behind it.
A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but the man said nothing more, just sat quietly opposite Lin Yixun, watching her finish all the food bit by bit.
That meal, Lin Yixun enjoyed it thoroughly, but by night, her stomach was in trouble.
In the middle of the night, in a daze, Leng Yixiu heard Lin Yixun’s low moans beside him. He slowly woke up and gently pushed her back, only to find her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her small body was curled up, shivering.
The man frowned, softly called, "Lin Yixun?"
Her response was a pained moan, and the man’s sleepiness disappeared completely. He got up, turned on the bedside lamp, and looked down at Lin Yixun, her face was pale, lips blood-red from biting too hard.
"Lin Yixun? Are you feeling unwell?" The man asked nervously.
"Pain, stomach pain..."
The man thought of the spicy food and felt his heart sink.
"Hold on, I’ll take you to the hospital." Saying this, he lifted Lin Yixun off the bed.
The moment he picked her up, the man’s body stiffened. Lin Yixun was too thin, almost just skin and bones.
How could she be so thin?
The noise of Leng Yixiu going downstairs woke Sister Yi. She came out with a coat, saw the man hurriedly carrying Lin Yixun towards the door, and quickly asked, "Sir, what’s wrong with Miss Lin?"
"She probably has an upset stomach." The man frowned, "I’m taking her to the hospital."
The man’s voice was as cold as ever, but his tone revealed his concern, something even he might not have realized.