Jiayi couldn't help but twitch her powdered lips, this man was just too difficult to please, even saying thank you wasn't enough for him.
Her mind was suddenly filled with Ya Chen's countless reminders and exhortations.
At least, for now, don't make him unhappy...
Seeing his face darken, she softened her tone and blurted out, "You rest first, I'll go to the kitchen and make you breakfast. As a way of saying thanks. Okay?"
"Auntie Li is already making it. And I don't want to end up in the hospital," he crushed her attempt without a shred of mercy.
Trying to earn favor by making breakfast? Was she treating him like a beggar rewarding him with scraps?
Jiayi's cheeks flushed red, slightly embarrassed, but adamantly denied, "My cooking is clearly decent, it's not that bad."
"Heh, if it makes you happy," he couldn't be bothered to argue about her disgraceful cooking skills.
