554: C554 Do You Want Me to Feed You?

C554 Do You Want Me to Feed You?

Hai Xiaomin felt a chill in her heart, and then it quietly cooled down. It was Ling Yao's gaze behind her. "You guys are really a lot of useless schemers. Unfortunately, you used the wrong place!"

The sound of chopsticks hitting the table rang out. Hai Xiaomin forced herself to stop coughing and turned around. She saw Ling Yao's cold and distant back facing her. He was instructing the door, "Withdraw these and prepare another set of dinner for me in the kitchen."

Hai Xiaomin's ten fingers, which were hanging by her side, silently clenched.

The first day was like this, and the second day was also like this. She insisted on preparing delicious food for him for three meals a day but was met with cold treatment.

If this was the difference Mrs. York wanted her to experience, then the other party succeeded.

A third of a month's time had passed, but the distance between them and Ling Yao was not shortened at all. It was even more unfounded to want him to 'fall in love' with such a person under such circumstances.

The more realistic problem was that if she really made Ling Yao fall in love with her now, then as her original identity, she was nothing. Ling Yao's love seemed not to be worth mentioning.

It had to be said that Mrs. York really played a good strategy. Including Ling Yao, if he could not wake Hai Xiaomin up, he would lose the bet with Mrs. York. If he woke Hai Xiaomin up, Mrs. York also had reason to deduct the real her and make him unable to pay. So no matter what the outcome was, both of them would 'lose'!

Hai Xiaomin began to doubt herself, but before she could continue to sink deeper, Ling Yao's sudden illness pulled her back to reality.

He did not sleep nor sleep, and forgot to eat. After a long period of hard work, he finally managed to wear down his strong physique that was better than ordinary people. Before he woke Hai Xiaomin up, he fell down first.

Looking at the unconscious man on the bed, Hai Xiaomin's heart was as sharp as a knife. In this one month, Ling Yao had become much thinner and more haggard. His eye sockets and cheeks were sunken in.

He was risking his life!

She could not continue!

Even if they really couldn't live together in this lifetime, she didn't want him to be in such a sorry state. She wanted him to live a bright and beautiful life!

Hai Xiaomin plunged into the kitchen again. Just like in the past few days, she repeatedly prepared food that Ling Yao would not taste at all. She ignored everyone's discussion and even Zhao Zhizhou could not bear to watch anymore.

When Hai Xiaomin carried the prepared nutrition porridge out of the kitchen, Zhao Zhizhou, who was standing at the door, frowned and could not help saying, "If it really does not work, we can think of another way."

He was a smart person and naturally knew that Hai Xiaomin would not give up easily. However, what could she gain by sticking her hot face to her cold butt every day?

These few days, Hai Xiaomin was unhappy and her face looked more haggard.

Her footsteps paused and the five fingers that were holding the tray tightened and straightened her delicate back. That ordinary dark face did not have any expression as it walked forward without looking straight ahead. "I know what I'm doing. Let me do it my way! I know what I'm doing. Let me do it my way!"

Watching Hai Xiaomin walk away, Zhao Zhizhou felt like a fishbone stuck in his throat. Over the past few days, when Hai Xiaomin woke up and found out that he was with Mrs. York, she had been very quiet. She did not have any complaints about him. She did not question why he betrayed her, nor did she flip out. She still called him Big Brother Zhizhou.

However, it was different.

Her attitude towards him had an additional layer of alienation. It was as if she was telling him that she understood all of his difficulties but could not forgive his betrayal.

...

Ling Yao woke up from his coma. When he saw the blurry figure in front of the bed, she came up to him. "Mr. Nazhi, you're awake!"

His vision blurred and became clear again. When he saw the ordinary and even somewhat ugly face of the person, he could not help but feel disgusted.

Was he hallucinating just now? He actually felt that her hoarse voice sounded surprisingly comfortable.

Ling Yao instinctively wanted to look away, but he didn't know if it was because of her bright eyes or because the blood in her eyes stopped for a second.

How long had she been in front of his bed?

Ling Yao didn't ask. Hai Xiaomin was busy. When the doctor came over to check on Ling Yao and confirmed that he was fine, she eagerly brought the warm porridge over. "You've slept for a day. Are you hungry? I cooked the stomach nourishing herbal pumpkin porridge. Come, drink it while it's hot."

Ling Yao sat on the bed. He was handsome and thin. His eyes, which were as clear as ink, reflected the coldness in his eyes so that there was nowhere to hide.

Hai Xiaomin had suffered such a cold and disgusted look countless of times in the past few days. Her heart ached so much that it should be numb. Therefore, she completely ignored his cold gaze and went to the side of the bed.2

"Take it away!" Ling Yao turned his face away and refused without any hesitation, "Ask the kitchen to prepare it for me again."

Hai Xiaomin bit her gums. "The kitchen is not working today. There is only this!"

Hearing this, Ling Yao turned his head and stared at Hai Xiaomin in surprise. She actually dared to say such words to him. Was she going to go to heaven?

He, qiao Nazhi, wanted to eat. Would the kitchen dare to neglect him?

"Even if you open your eyes wide, no one will give you food today." Hai Xiaomin lowered her eyes and deliberately did not look into his eyes.

In Ling Yao's eyes, this attitude of not putting him in his eyes was arrogant enough!

Was it because he had been lenient to her these few days that she had gotten carried away by his complacency?

Ling Yao moved his body. His limbs were soft and weak, and he was dizzy. This was a normal reaction when the doctor said that he was too tired and had not eaten for a long time with low blood sugar.

Damn it! If it was not because he was in a bad condition, why would she be so arrogant in front of him?

"Mike!" Ling Yao opened his mouth and wanted to call his bodyguard. He couldn't throw this woman out with his own hands, but he could let others throw her out.

However, just as he shouted, a spoon went into his mouth. "Oh ~"

Ling Yao stared at Hai Xiaomin in surprise. The handle of the silver spoon was in his mouth, and the other end of the handle was controlled by this hateful woman!

Other than Hai Xiaomin, no one else dared to be so rude to him!

However, just a second before he got angry, there was a subtle sweetness between his lips and teeth. It spread to his throat until... he could not help but gulp.

He actually swallowed it!

He should have vomited the food that was forcefully fed by a woman, but he unexpectedly felt that the taste was not bad. It gave him the desire to eat, and what followed closely was a thick sense of shame.

Ling Yao suddenly faced a dilemma, and in an instant, all sorts of thoughts flashed through his mind.

"Boss... Hmm?" At this moment, the bodyguard who heard the sound came in and looked at the two people who were playing the feeding game. He was somewhat confused.

Ling Yao, who was biting the spoon, suddenly felt that the situation was even worse. He was hesitating whether he should loosen his mouth, but he saw Hai Xiaomin turn around casually. "Mr. Nazhi just woke up and was a little hungry. He said that one bowl was not enough. Please bring the remaining porridge in the kitchen over as well."

What?

Ling Yao once again cast his sharp gaze at Hai Xiaomin. She had eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard. She actually took the initiative to speak in his place!

Mike looked at Hai Xiaomin, who had calmly put away the spoon, and then looked at his' gentle 'boss. Although he was unable to explain the strange feeling in his heart, he saw that Ling Yao did not have any objections, so he turned around and left.

"You..." Ling Yao was gloomy and wanted to make trouble, but a girl was not afraid of a sudden attack, so she fed Mr. Ling another mouthful of porridge.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous. If you die, don't say that Miss Hai won't wake up. I'm afraid I will die without a burial ground, so even if it's for my own safety, I will take good care of Mr. Nazhi! " Hai Xiaomin gave a fake smile, "Next, Mr. Nazhi wants to eat it himself. Or do you want me to feed him spoon by spoon?"

Ling Yao was so angry that his stomach hurt!

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