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She furrowed her delicate brows, the slight crease resembling flower petals gently stirred by a spring breeze. Du Hengyan immediately caught this subtle change in her expression, his gaze filled with concern. "What's wrong? Not eating?"
It should be edible, but perhaps due to her illness, her sense of taste had not registered it properly. Chi Mu Jiu spoke softly, then sampled a few more dishes, yet still found them bland and tasteless, so she gently set down her chopsticks.
This time, Du Hengyan did not insist, as he usually did, for her to eat more. She secretly rejoiced, thinking she could escape the fate of being forced to eat. Just as Chi Mu Jiu was feeling pleased with herself, she suddenly heard Du Hengyan say, "There are spicy strips."
At first, she was puzzled, but then her eyes instantly lit up. "Du Hengyan? I knew it!"
"Yeah, I think I can eat a bit more," she said, as she sneakily picked up the chopsticks she had just put down, looking like a little hamster ready to steal a snack.
However, seeing her adorable expression made Du Hengyan unable to resist teasing her further. "I didn't say you could eat."
His words carried a hint of indifference, but the affection in his eyes was impossible to conceal.
(With an eye roll)
(Wasting expressions)
Chi Mu Jiu dared not voice her anger; instead, she stuffed a large piece of meat into her mouth, chewing vigorously while keeping a close watch on the man in front of her who seemed to be in high spirits.
She loved snacking on little treats, but ever since being with Du Hengyan, even that small pleasure had been completely stripped away. Du Hengyan was someone who had strict requirements for daily nutritional intake. Several times she had sneaked snacks while he was away, only to be caught every single time.
Even those brothers who secretly bought snacks for her were reprimanded.
As she thought about this, Chi Mu Jiu felt a wave of frustration wash over her, only to hear Du Heng Yan's indifferent voice say, "I know about your secret snack stash."
His words struck her like a thunderclap, echoing in her ears.
What?!
No way! You don’t know; I don’t have one!
She immediately retorted, her voice rising a few notches as she nervously avoided his gaze.
Eating, recovering... perhaps I could continue to turn a blind eye.
Du Heng Yan's tone carried an unmistakable implication that he knew everything she did.
Chi Mu Jiu felt even more disgruntled.
Who’s the patient here anyway?
Is he really going to turn my world upside down again?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Why was it always her being manipulated by this annoying man?
No, this time she had to take the initiative! To protect her little snack stash, she couldn’t just sit back and wait for disaster to strike.
With a sharp clatter, she dropped her chopsticks back onto the mahogany table, producing a crisp sound.
Durian or keyboard, you choose!
She lifted her chin defiantly, her eyes glinting with stubbornness and challenge.
Du Heng Yan was momentarily taken aback, as if pondering something.
Then Chi Mu Jiu heard him reply in a low voice,
"Keyboard."
"Kneel down."
The tone of Late Twilight Jiu was unmistakable.
"Yes, my lady."
Du Hengyan replied succinctly, without a hint of hesitation.
Seeing Du Hengyan's obedient demeanor, the anger in Late Twilight Jiu's heart dissipated significantly. However, she still deliberately maintained a stern expression, unwilling to let him off so easily.
She thought Du Hengyan was merely speaking out of turn, but as she watched him truly take his other work laptop from the living room, she realized he was serious.
"My lady, there isn't a large keyboard at home. Next time, I'll have someone bring one over. For now, I'll make do with this small one."
With that, the tall and upright figure knelt down without any hesitation.
What?!
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