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"Fine, you don't like to eat, I'll eat."
I stuffed the food into my mouth without caring whether he was watching me or not, finishing one plate and then moving on to the next, devouring it all.
Xiao Minxing sat stiffly like a clay statue, his gaze cold yet tinged with a hint of surprise. Finally, he got up and walked upstairs.
My tears came out all at once, dripping onto the water's surface and into the plate.
They diluted the leftover soup and sauce inside, making it look ugly and disgusting.
Xiao Minxing and I were probably the same; no matter how hard we tried, my final outcome would always be like those tears in the plate—bitter, unsightly, ultimately just something to be washed away and discarded.
I felt terrible but still cleaned up the dining table first. When I reached the second floor, I saw that his room door was closed, and there was no sound coming from inside.
Perhaps he was taking a nap.
I shouldn't have gone out while he was home, but precisely because he was there, the air felt charged with gunpowder, ready to explode at any moment.
I went back to my room to change clothes, and when I came downstairs, I found him sitting in the living room like a ghost.
He certainly didn't greet me warmly; his eyes shot sideways at me as if I owed him ten thousand pounds of rice that I hadn't repaid.
"Mrs. Xiao, hasn't anyone taught you how to behave as a wife?" He remained seated but spoke with a tone sharp as a needle dipped in chili sauce, making me feel uncomfortable all over.
Words slipped out before I could stop them: “Mr. Xiao, I remember you have been teaching me for a few months. If there’s anything I’m still not doing well, it must be because your teaching hasn’t been thorough enough.”
Xiao Minxing's eyes suddenly froze, and then the corners of his mouth curled into a barely noticeable smile. He slowly rose from the sofa, his long legs taking deliberate steps toward me.
A powerful aura pressed down as he approached.
Some people are truly formidable; even a single glance can dominate the entire room, like Xiao Minxing.
On the other hand, some people are rather unfortunate; no matter how hard they try to resist, they cannot stir even a ripple in others' eyes, like me.
Though it was a short distance, he took his time, his gaze fixed on me. His thin lips formed an attractive arc; if it weren't for his words, I would have thought he was smiling.
“Is that so? Then let me teach you now.”
As he spoke, his hand clamped around my wrist. With a slight pull, he drew me closer. The forceful embrace made my body stiffen, and I struggled to maintain my composure as I replied, “No... it's fine. I have something to do right now. Another time, another time.”
“Another time? Are you sure?” His eyes narrowed, the cold light piercing through his thick eyelashes as he scrutinized every inch of my face.
His lightly tinted lips moved slightly as he spoke, and even his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. The masculine, assertive aura he exuded was even stronger than the grip he had on me.
I surrendered, trying my best not to meet his gaze and hurriedly said, “I really have something to attend to.”
He asked teasingly, “What is it? Tell me about it.”
Can I say it's to avoid him? Unless I don't want to live anymore, but I can't come up with a good lie on the spot. The most important thing is that my mind is completely scrambled by him, and I have no idea what I'm saying.
His hand is still gripping my arm, and we are very close, close enough to hear each other's heartbeat.
My gaze happens to fall on his collar, where two buttons of his casual shirt are undone, revealing the firm, wheat-colored skin underneath, with clear textures extending downward.
Suddenly, a force hits me; his fingers have already pinched my chin, and his voice pierces my ear: "Is your business just staring at my chest?"
Before I could respond, he reached out and unbuttoned another button, then asked, "Do you want to look further down?"
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