In the grand dining room, Wei Anning and Leng Youchen sat at opposite ends, while the marble table was laid out with dozens of delicious dishes, each one particularly exquisite, with portions so small that they would disappear after just one bite.
Leng Youchen had a bowl of seafood porridge prepared, and right away a maid took it and placed it in front of her. His smile contained a hint of laughter as he looked at her, "Anjing, try this. I specially instructed the chef to make it for you."
Wei Anning couldn't bear to look directly at Leng Youchen's smile anymore, always feeling that something malicious was hidden beneath it, as if he was certainly plotting some vile tactic to continue tormenting her. She indeed wanted to expose him right then and there, and end things on the spot.
But she had no proof. He would certainly not admit to anything, and perhaps become even more wary because of it.
She told herself to take it slow; eventually the fox would show its tail.
After tasting a spoonful, the seafood porridge was fragrant and delectably sticky. She hummed in approval, looked up at him, and said, "It tastes good, fresh without being fishy."
"If you like it, then have more," Leng Youchen said with a smile.
Wei Anning gave him a radiant smile and continued to eat, never expecting that her smile would stir such tumult in the man's heart.
Leng Youchen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. For some reason, seeing her smile so innocently and freely made him want to tease her.
Just the thought of it made his blood quiver. Indeed, such feelings were addictive.
Wei Anning felt a sense of panic, as if being watched by a wolf. She looked up to see Leng Youchen bowing his head to eat, and the pressure that had enveloped her immediately eased. She frowned and continued eating.
Perhaps it was because Leng Youchen had locked her up all night; today, the table was adorned with many seafood delicacies she had never tried before. She drooled just looking at them, no longer caring about eating gracefully, and attacked the delicious food with her chopsticks.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, Leng Youchen looked up to see her devouring food voraciously. Wherever her chopsticks went, the dishes were cleaned out without a trace left behind.
The women he knew did not eat like this, maintaining their elegant poise, which was often off-putting. But her way of eating could actually stimulate one's appetite.
Therefore, by the end of the meal, not only was Wei Anning stuffed, but Leng Youchen was too.
Having filled her stomach, Wei Anning became sleepy again. She glanced outside at the high sun and decided to take a nap. After getting enough sleep, she planned to devise a strategy to force Leng Youchen to reveal his true intentions.
She slept until sunset, only to wake up feeling itchy all over. She scratched frantically, but the more she scratched, the itchier it became. She rolled up her nightdress to see her body covered in red rashes and was stunned for a second before screaming aloud.
Within two minutes, the bedroom door was pushed open, the butler came in pushing Leng Youchen, with several maids following behind. They hadn't fully entered when they heard Leng Youchen's roar, "Get out, all of you!"
The butler immediately let go of the wheelchair and scurried away, while the maids, seeing the situation, dared not linger and hurried out as well.
Someone closed the door, and the bedroom suddenly fell silent.
Leng Youchen's chest heaved, glaring at the girl on the bed. Her long, shiny black hair was messily draped over her shoulders, and she looked at him bewildered and helpless, her expression innocent.
The limited-edition silk slip nightgown hung on her frame, with one strap having slipped off, revealing her smooth shoulder.
Just the thought of her alluring appearance being seen by others filled him with a murderous rage!