Chi Yue's face felt slightly hot, "Sorry... sorry."
She thought Fu Rongyin had those kinds of thoughts again.
After taking off Fu Rongyin's coat and placing it aside, Chi Yue just sat on the sofa and didn't move.
Her abdomen was bloated and her back ached. If it wasn't for Fu Rongyin asking her to come over, she would be lying motionlessly in bed by now.
"Have you eaten?" he asked.
Chi Yue shook her head.
"Steak?"
"That would be fine."
"Wait here."
Chi Yue suddenly realized something, looked up, and saw Fu Rongyin had already rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his muscular forearms.
"Mr. Fu, you're going to cook yourself?"
"Don't trust my cooking skills?"
"...No."
She just hadn't expected that such a refined gentleman, who seemed so detached from worldly concerns, would actually cook himself.
Seeing Fu Rongyin enter the kitchen, Chi Yue simply closed her eyes to rest.
Fu Rongyin came out with the steak, but found Chi Yue had fallen asleep on the sofa.
