"Song Xiaoxi! Haven't I told you not to eat this junk food?"
"Eating it once won't kill me."
"You just got sick today, and you're eating McDonald's tomorrow. Do you want to end up in the hospital getting shots?"
"Then what should we eat?" The one asking was Ye Yang. "Care to introduce us to some healthy meal options?"
Song Jiaqi made up her mind: "…I'll come over tomorrow night and cook for you, OK?"
"Oh!" Ye Yang's eyes lit up. "That's a good suggestion. I think your cooking is even better than my nanny's. How about you take over while she's not here? I'll pay you."
"…Who wants your money!" She wasn't interested in the nanny thing at all, alright? "Only this week, next week you can do whatever you want! If you love takeout, eat takeout, I don't care!"
Really?
Ye Yang remained expressionless.
He bet she'd still be here in a week.
