Yong Liwei was now sitting on the chair with the food in front of him. He was holding a spoon, ready to dig into the dish that his wife prepared.

Sitting opposite him was Lu Mengjie. She was not touching her share of food but instead, she was waiting for Yong Liwei to do it first. When he was about to scoop and try the soup, for a second there, she couldn't help but notice the small tremble on the spoon he was holding. It was such a comical sight that she tried her best to suppress the grin on her face.

Finally, Yong Liwei tried the dish she cooked. He had a blank look at his face which made it hard for Lu Mengjie to see whether he liked it or not. "Is it good?"

The taste of the creamy peanut butter was there… but he could taste the spiciness of chili powder and black pepper. Surprisingly, the taste was not as bad as it looked. Not the best but it was edible. Was it because of his biasness with peanut butter? No – it was not him who liked it. Peanut butter was Han Yizhou's favorite. Yong Liwei didn't like sweets. He liked spicy food instead. Just when he thought that it was not bad, there was a sharp, bitter aftertaste that almost made him reach out for the glass of water.

What in the hell's name did she put?

The unpleasant taste of the tofu created a knit between his brows. They were raw. It was as if she just added it to the soup without even cooking it. He didn't like the texture of it. He could taste its awful smell in his mouth. She mixed something else in it that he could not identify. It made the combination with the peanut butter soup taste horrible. Disgusting.

"How is it?"

He cast his eyes at her. Lu Mengjie's hands clasped together as she waited for his answer. He noticed the anxiousness in her eyes. He knew that if he said that he didn't like it, it would break her heart. That was what he wanted to do, to see her sulk at her failure. The more she would hate him, the faster she would leave.

"Edible." He tore his gaze from her and continued to eat instead.

Lu Mengjie's face brightened up in relief as she watched him eat the food she made. She giggled happily and said, "I'm glad that you liked it! See? I can make good food too!" She finally began eating but the moment she had a mouthful of the dish she created, she spits it back on the bowl. Her face turned ghastly. She quickly reached out for the glass of water and chug it down to remove the taste in her mouth. She looked at her husband in disbelief. How could he continue to eat something so horrible?

"Don't eat it!" She took away his share of food. She stood up and quickly threw it in the trash bin.

"You're wasting food." He calmly took the glass of water and sipped its content.

"It's not food! It's trash! You should have told me! Edible? Edible my ass! It's horrible!"

He wiped the side of his lips with a napkin before he stood up but as he did, he staggered.

"Liwei!" She hurriedly went to his side to support him.

"I'm fine." He straightened his back.

Tears welled up in her eyes when she noticed his ashen face. It was because of the food she made. She should have tried it first before making him eat it. "I-I'm sorry…"

His body became stiff the moment he saw the tears in her eyes. This was what he wanted but… why was he feeling the opposite? He flicked her forehead.

"Ow! Why did you do that?" She rubbed her forehead, a pout forming on her lips.

"You're annoying."

"Huuuh?! I just apologized! How can you treat me like this?!"

"Because I can." He turned away and was about to leave the room but his body ended up wobbling which caused Lu Mengjie to rush back to his side and assist him as they left the room. Yong Liwei didn't complain about her touch this time and instead, allowed her to help him.

On their way back to their room, a low grumble was heard. It came from his wife.

He paused right in front of their room. He turned to look at her and noticed the shy blush on her cheeks.

"I think I should buy medicine for an upset stomach for you," she said as she acted innocent. Since she didn't eat, it was only normal for her stomach to complain and demand for food.

"You should rest, I'll be back in no – "

Yong Liwei grabbed her arm to stop her from leaving. "There's no need for that."

"But you're not fine."

"I'll be, if you prepare my bath."

She frowned and wanted to argue back at him but it was her fault that he was not looking so well. She felt guilty and responsible so in the end, Lu Mengjie didn't have a choice but to prepare a warm bath for him.

By the time she got out of the bathroom, she saw Yong Liwei keeping his phone. It was as if he just made a call. Despite being curious, she decided not to ask.

"Your bath is ready," she announced.

Without saying a word, the man walked past her and entered the bathroom.

"Ungrateful bastard!" She grumbled under her breath.

Another low growl was heard from her stomach. She rubbed her tummy and decided to go back to the kitchen to look for something to eat. She was not in the mood for peanut butter so ended up taking the cereal.

As she was about to fill the bowl with milk, the doorbell was heard, halting her.

She blinked a few times. Was Yong Liwei expecting a guest at this hour of the night?