He had already eaten his fill, put down his chopsticks, and was just staring at her.
Under such an "intense" gaze, any delicacy became difficult to swallow.
Ye Liangyan finally finished a bowl of rice with great difficulty and put down her chopsticks as well.
Jiang Yutang raised an eyebrow, "Finished eating?"
"Mhm."
"Good, then clean up and wash the dishes," he said, as he picked up his crutch, preparing to get up.
Ye Liangyan suddenly stood up, her complexion now truly looking a bit unsightly.
"Mr. Jiang, you..."
He interrupted her, "What? Don't know how to wash dishes?"
"I..."
Again, he interrupted: "Then start learning how to wash them from today."
"Mr. Jiang!" Ye Liangyan slightly raised her voice, feeling like she was about to go insane because of him, no longer able to remain calm. Her dark, bright eyes stared at him clearly and coldly, "What are you really trying to say?"
