Ye Jiu, with a smile on her face as she sipped soup, would probably never know that the man by her side had once harbored such a terrifying thought.
However, it was understandable. If Sikong Mo really had been such an agreeable and gentle man, he wouldn't have left such a terrifying impression in the hearts of others.
Rumors might not always be true, but sometimes, they did have some basis.
Sikong Mo's appetite was usually average, but this time, he ate a lot, so much that even he felt somewhat embarrassed.
Yet Ye Jiu just smiled, not mentioning how she had also eaten until she could eat no more the first time.
After finishing everything Ye Jiu had brought out, Ye Jiu deliberately asked Sikong Mo, "Are you full? Do you want some more?"
Sikong Mo, with a smile, lightly touched her nose, "Are you deliberately making fun of me?"
"Not at all, I'm serious," Ye Jiu said, and then felt a warm flow from the food she had just eaten spreading throughout her body.
