Su Xiyue didn't expect Ye Chen to be so shameless, even eating the bread she had bitten into. Wasn't this taking advantage of her right in front of her face?
Staring at Ye Chen's face, Su Xiyue's irritation grew the more she looked at him, itching with hatred, but there was nothing she could do about him.
Thinking this, Su Xiyue's anger surged, and she viciously started eating the bread on the table.
Ye Chen was thoroughly satisfied with this breakfast. With his skills, there was no way Su Xiyue could stop him. Half of the substantial breakfast had ended up in Ye Chen's stomach.
The consequence that followed was quite severe. After eating breakfast, Su Xiyue's complexion was as cold as frost, and from a distance, one could feel the Cold Qi emitting from her. Her icy eyes occasionally rested on him, the bone-chilling cold making Ye Chen feel a bit uncomfortable.
