The chicken feet might not have been delicious to gnaw on, but he still gnawed away at them.
All gone.
This was his hard work after all.
If he didn't eat them, it would just benefit those two.
He found those two particularly displeasing to look at now.
Li Yifa, the ingrate.
The one he cared for ran off to fawn over Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe, wailing... stealing his thunder.
Even though Su Yinhe wasn't actively stealing anything, she was passively receiving it, Lin Murong still found her displeasing.
He felt utterly miserable, thinking he should eat more to compensate himself.
Although Su Yinhe had tasked Lin Murong with making Lemon Boneless Chicken Feet, she didn't eat much herself, having only a few before losing her appetite and leaving the rest for Lin Murong and Li Yifa.
Tired.
Sleep.
Winter was for sleeping.
Rainy days too.
Summer was for sleeping under the air conditioning, with an aircon blanket.
Having eaten her fill, Su Yinhe went off to sleep.
