"Eat an orange?" Lin Murong peeled an orange for Su Yinhe.
"No thanks, I don't want it."
Sometimes, people just crave something sour and spicy.
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was shocked.
Even if he was feeling a bit nauseous, it didn't mean he wouldn't eat.
"I'm being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with an obedient look on her face.
"I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but it's unnecessary." He didn't think for a second that she didn't have an ulterior motive.
"Tch, you don't want my concern? Pigs can't appreciate fine chaff," Su Yinhe perked up now.
"Who are you calling a pig?" Lin Murong looked at her in disbelief.
"Nobody. Who else could there be? Who could I possibly say," Su Yinhe shrugged her shoulders.
"I have this feeling you're talking about me," Lin Murong looked at her, no, it wasn't just a feeling, she was definitely talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence," Su Yinhe extended her hand toward him.
