chapter 6
All morning, Zhou Yanchen took me on a tour of the villa, then we wandered around the garden.
He asked me, “Do you still like your villa?”
I nodded enthusiastically.
What else is there to say? The Sang Family has given it to you.
As lunchtime approached, the butler came over to ask Zhou Yanchen what he wanted to eat.
He gently stroked my hair.
“Let’s have seafood. I’ve seen your medical report – you should get more protein.”
My medical report? When did he see that?
But that wasn’t important.
I watched as dish after dish of seafood was placed on the table, and I couldn’t help but swallow.
Just as I was about to dig in, Zhou Yanchen handed a peeled king crab leg to my lips.
Danmaku:
[The show is about to start. No one in the Sang Family likes seafood. The Male Lead doing this is basically stepping on a landmine. In the original, the Female Lead not only slapped away the Male Lead’s hand, but also didn’t eat for two days out of anger.]
[Maybe Sang Ning likes it? I don’t care, I want to see an angsty romance turned into a sweet story.]
[Impossible. The original Female Lead said their family never had seafood on the table. The Male Lead is deliberately making things hard for her. Sang Ning definitely doesn’t like it either.]
Seeing this, I took a big bite of the crab meat.
The fresh, sweet flavor instantly filled my mouth.
No wonder it was flown in – this is just too delicious!
The last time I had a seafood feast was years ago.
My sister was away at summer camp, so I begged my mom to make seafood for me.
I ate until my cheeks were puffed out.
Zhou Yanchen’s face broke into a smile.
His hands peeled shells even faster.
[Sang Ning doesn’t seem to dislike it at all. She’s eating and smiling, her mouth almost reaching her ears.]
[Is it possible the Sang Family is biased? The Female Lead doesn’t like it, so Sang Ning never got to eat it.]
[Our little darling (Meibao) is the family’s favorite. So what if she didn’t get seafood? It’s not the end of the world.]
[No, who said this scene was suffocating? Wherever Sang Ning’s eyes go, the next second that dish appears on her plate – is this suffocating? This is pure bliss!]
Hehe, it really is bliss.
Seeing Zhou Yanchen serving me nonstop, not eating himself,
I picked up a piece of cheese-baked lobster and handed it to him.
“You eat too.”
He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and gently bit my fork.
“It’s delicious.”
I swallowed, feeling hungry all over again.