He waved his sleeve and spoke no more.
He was always like that, so silent that it was frightening.
"I'm telling you, you missed out, do you know that? It was delicious."
Even if he felt a bit nauseous for the moment, it wasn't enough to stop him from eating.
"I was being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said sweetly.
"I appreciate your consideration, but I don't need it," he said, not fooled into thinking she didn't have an ulterior motive.
"Whatever, show concern and get rejected, pigs can't appreciate fine chaff," Su Yinhe retorted, now full of energy.
"Who are you calling a pig?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"No one. Who else could there be? I couldn't possibly be talking about anyone," Su Yinhe shrugged her shoulders.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," said Lin Murong, no, not just a feeling, she was definitely talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at the evidence," Su Yinhe said, extending her hand towards him.
