After a spicy pork rib hotpot meal, Lin Murong felt completely comfortable.
"How could I possibly not eat?" Lin Murong was shocked.
Even if he felt a bit nauseous for a while, it wasn't to the extent of not eating at all.
"I'm being considerate of you," Su Yinhe said with an obedient look.
"I appreciate your consideration, but no thanks," he hinted, not fooled into thinking she didn't have an ulterior motive.
"Ugh, offer care and get rejected, like a boar that can't appreciate the finer grains," Su Yinhe perked up with energy now.
"Who are you calling a boar?" Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.
"Nobody. Who else could there be? Who could I possibly mean?" Su Yinhe spread her hands.
"I always feel like you're talking about me," Lin Murong stared at her, no, not a feeling, she was definitely talking about him.
Too bad he had no proof.
"Evidence, I only look at evidence," Su Yinhe said, stretching out her hand to him.
