What does my not eating have to do with you?
Samuel Johnson grumbled to himself, but his mood inexplicably brightened. Still, he managed to maintain a look of disdain on his face. He felt the person seemed to sigh helplessly, then tenderly said to him, "How about I cook for you, would that be okay?"
Samuel Johnson didn't respond, thinking to himself that she should have already been cooking for him. The food here was so terrible; how could he be expected to eat it?
As expected, the person got up, looking as though they were heading to the kitchen. Watching her silhouette, his heart suddenly filled with fear, and he slammed down his chopsticks and shouted, "Don't you dare leave!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the entire dining room fell silent. Samuel Johnson's eyes widened slightly, and the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat. It was as though he couldn't believe what he was seeing, then he stared at the person standing not far away.
