Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I was lost in thought and accidentally fell asleep sprawled on the bed.

When I woke up, my stomach was growling with hunger.

“I’m so hungry!”

“Want some steak?”

“Yes, yes!”

I answered cheerfully, then realized it was Pei Yuchuan who had spoken.

I looked over and saw Pei Yuchuan sitting on the edge of the bed.
He was still wearing the shirt from work, his head held high, condescendingly saying:
“If you want to eat, get up. I’ll make it for you.”

Thinking that ordering people around was also a kind of effort, I obediently nodded.

Pei Yuchuan’s expression relaxed slightly.

After a cold snort, he bent down to put slippers on my feet.

I followed him to the kitchen.

This time, I watched Pei Yuchuan cook.
Thawing, chopping garlic, heating the pan, pouring oil…
He did it all smoothly, without showing the slightest hint of a kitchen novice.

I watched eagerly, and soon smelled the delicious aroma of steak.
Starving, I anxiously reached to grab the plate, but Pei Yuchuan blocked me.

Playing tricks on me?
Not letting me have any?
I looked at the steak longingly, then huffily backed off.

Pei Yuchuan picked up the plate and headed to the dining table.
Since he didn’t have eyes in the back of his head, I brazenly made faces at him.
Unexpectedly, Pei Yuchuan suddenly turned around.

A flash of amusement crossed his eyes, but his tone was harsh.
“What’s with that silly face? Aren’t you hungry? Come eat!”

“Oh!”
My eyes lit up, and I hurried to the table.

When passing the trash can, I inadvertently noticed many charred pieces of meat inside.
I plopped down on a chair and said, just to make conversation:
“Aunt Wang must not be good at making steak; I saw a bunch of burnt meat in the trash.”

“No, she makes it pretty well.”
Pei Yuchuan sat across from me, propping his chin on one hand, answering casually.

“Ah, then what about the stuff in the trash…”
Pei Yuchuan’s body stiffened instantly.
He shot to his feet, the chair behind him scraping sharply against the floor.

I was bewildered, looking up with a question mark above my head.
Pei Yuchuan’s ears were red, his arms crossed, and he said expressionlessly:
“What trash? That wasn’t me. Don’t slander me. Pan-frying steak is such a simple thing you can learn in no time. I wouldn’t waste so many steaks just to make this one meal for you,”

I: …

Who said it was you?
You jumped out to claim it.

I looked at Pei Yuchuan, my gaze full of that meaning.

Pei Yuchuan understood.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and pressed down on my plate, and said menacingly:
“You talk so much. If you don’t want to eat, I’ll throw it away.”

I quickly clung to the plate.
So mean! This dog of a man is just inexplicable every day!