"Your response is as cold and heartless as your heart."
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was shocked.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous for a moment, it wasn't enough to stop him from eating.
"I'm being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said innocently.
"Thanks for your consideration, but I don't need it." He wasn't fooled by her intentions.
"Pfft, you don't want care, like a wild boar can't appreciate fine chaff," Su Yinhe now looked spirited.
"Who are you calling a wild boar?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"Nobody. Who else could it be? Who could I possibly be talking about?" Su Yinhe shrugged her hands.
"I always feel like you're talking about me." Lin Murong stared at her; no, it wasn't just a feeling, she was indeed talking about him.
Unfortunately, he had no proof.
"Proof, I only believe in proof," Su Yinhe said, holding out her hand.
