Su Ningyan twitched the corner of her mouth and subconsciously gripped her hands, taking a deep breath before saying, "Su Jingyu…"
As she finished, a strange noise welled up: her stomach had let her down! In shame, Su Ningyan lowered her head.
Zhuo Junyue, now blind, could not see that her face had turned beet red.
Hearing her stomach grumble, Zhuo Junyue's dismal mood improved somewhat.
Feeling unbearably embarrassed, she looked at the time and said, "Uncle, you must be hungry, right? I will get your meal."
Having finished speaking, Su Ningyan, amidst her embarrassment, seized the chance to go downstairs and order supper to be brought up.
Upon hearing that the young master was going to eat, Mr. Lin paused and asked, "Miss Su, are you sure the young master really wants to eat?"
Su Ningyan shamelessly affirmed and firmly said: "Yes!"
She found Mr. Lin's question odd. Wasn't Zhuo Junyue a human? Didn't he need to eat?
"This is truly wonderful; the young master finally agrees to eat! We wouldn't have to rely on nutrient solutions anymore. Gui aunt, hurry and prepare dinner."
Mr. Lin's face lit up with joy and he hastily disappeared into the kitchen.
After a minute, Mr. Lin emerged from the kitchen, "Miss Su, would the young master prefer to dine in the dining room or have his meal brought to his room?"
Upon hearing Mr. Lin mention that Zhuo Junyue had been surviving on nutrient solutions, Su Ningyan was taken aback.
Zhuo Junyue hadn't mentioned wanting to eat; she had just been famished.
If she were to move Zhuo Junyue to the dining room and forgo eating, wouldn't she be creating trouble for herself?
"In his room, he said he wanted to eat in his room." Su Ningyan shamelessly thought, if they were in his room he could lock the door, and hopefully no one would find out, right?
After a few minutes, a dozen servants entered carrying dish upon dish of food. Mr. Lin hurriedly had Zhuo Junyue's specifically tailored table brought over.
Watching dish after dish being placed on the table, Su Ningyan was left astonished.
Was Zhuo Junyue some evolved cattle? Was his stomach so big that he could consume all this?
Such extravagance is characteristic of the wealthy indeed!
"Miss Su, please take care of the young master. We'll have someone come and tidy up once you're done. Young master, please enjoy." Afraid that the young master would throw a tantrum, Mr. Lin quickly left the room with the servants.
Su Ningyan hadn't even eaten her lunch. She was famished, having only had two bowls of porridge in the morning.
Her stomach growled at the sight of the scrumptious dishes piled before her. Could it really not be any more humiliating?
Witnessing Mr. Lin and the servants leaving, she shamelessly locked the room's door.
"Uncle, it's time for supper. What would you like to eat? I can serve it for you?" Su Ningyan said, glancing at the man in bed who was as lifeless as ever, showing no reaction.
Su Ningyan cleared her throat and said, "Oh, uncle thinks it's too hot, we can eat later. Okay, I'll just have a little first."
Hearing her, Zhuo Junyue furrowed his eyebrows, and then the sounds of her eating ensued.
Zhuo family's rules were strict, no sounds were to be made while dining.
Zhuo Junyue didn't need to see to imagine how barbarically she was eating. She was nothing like a woman.
Su Ningyan did not hold back; she hadn't been able to enjoy so many delicious dishes even during the Lunar New Year at the Su family's.
After 10 minutes, Su Ningyan was full and let out a satisfied belch.
However, seeing the well-presented, delectable food she had scarfed down quite a bit, she grew worried.
If the servants came in and noticed Zhuo Junyue hadn't touched his food, would they not immediately suspect something?
A shameless thought crossed Su Ningyan's mind. She glanced at the man lying on the bed and dipped her finger in some oil.
She cautiously approached Zhuo Junyue, her eyes fixated on his sensuous lips.
Just as her finger was about to make contact, a cold and deep voice echoed in her ear.
"Su Jingyu, are you attempting murder?"
Su Ningyan, startled and feeling guilty, immediately backed away and shrank back.
"I'm sorry, I… didn't mean to. Mr. Lin said you hadn't been eating and were relying on nutrient solutions. But, I was hungry and I needed food. I fear that if Mr. Lin realizes you haven't eaten he will think I'm here just for the free food and drink, I… thought to daub some oil on your lips to feign you having eaten too. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I... feel like I'm being extremely mean and shameless."
Su Ningyan felt like the epitome of shamelessness. She likened herself to the wicked women who torment others in TV dramas.
"Uncle, I beg you, even if you don't have an appetite, can you just pretend and taste a couple of bites? I didn't mean to… I absolutely did not want to murder you."
Su Ningyan was the type of person who, while she might talk tough, simply couldn't bring herself to do evil things in reality.