"..."
Ye Mingmei's throat constricted, her hand tightly gripping the bedsheet.
She wasn't pretending to be asleep; she really was asleep, just startled awake by him.
"Why aren't you eating?" Yu Xiuzhun gripped her chin with his large hand, his tone displeased.
"No appetite." Ye Mingmei's eyes flickered, and she lowered them, not wanting to look at him, like a child throwing a tantrum.
As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach growled with hunger.
She pressed her hand against her stomach, lowering her head in shame and anger.
"I told you, I'm not a good person. You can argue with me if you want, but you'd better not use your body to argue with me. I won't buy it, Ye Mingmei. Even if you starve to death, I won't let you go!"
Yu Xiuzhun's fingers tightened, making Ye Mingmei cry out in pain.
Reaching out to push his arm away, Yu Xiuzhun only squeezed tighter.
"Come downstairs with me and eat."
"I don't want to eat."
