After finishing his sentence, Qin Zhiyou tilted up his chin slightly and looked at her with a calm gaze.
Lu Weixi's eyes were slightly reddened, not from sorrow or grievance, but from sheer annoyance. Glancing at the bowls and plates on the table, the unfinished porridge and uneaten fruit, she had a mind to dump them all over Qin Zhiyou's detestable face.
She clenched her fist, took several deep breaths to compose herself, and forced a smile through gritted teeth, "But just now, I helped you with your drink and also prepared fruit for you."
Qin Zhiyou responded with a nonchalant 'Oh', nodding before saying softly, "Thank you." And after a pause, added with a wicked smirk, "I never asked you to do those things, it was all voluntary."
