Zhizhu accidentally transmigrated into her own rejected novel, only to find herself a disposable extra.
On her deathbed, she decided to cling to the male supporting character for survival. <...
Hu Lai put down her chopsticks, looked up at Shen Xingmian, and said earnestly, "How could that be? You were such a good person in my mind before."
As she spoke, she gestured with her hands, saying, "Now, your image has suddenly become so much more impressive."
This time the distance was much greater than before, and Hu Lai, fearing that Shen Xingmian would throw him out, continued:
"So whether now or before, you are the greatest."
A hint of pleasure flashed across Shen Xingmian's brows as she nodded and said:
"Waste is shameful."
After saying that, he continued to use his chopsticks to pick up a piece of beef and cook it for Nanzhi.
Hu Lai: "......."
Everyone: "......."
Finally, Hu Lai pitifully picked up the tofu that had fallen on the table with his chopsticks and ate it.
"Hehe, waste is shameful, I must maintain this good character."
In order to be able to eat Shen Xingmian's cooking again in the future, Hu Lai decided to endure hardship and bide his time.
Nan Zhi also thought Shen Xingmian's cooking was really delicious, and she didn't know how he could be so talented.
She just needed to eat; Shen Xingmian fed her the whole time.
"Cousin, this is delicious, have some."
Xu Chaoci, who was sitting on the other side, ate for a while and then felt that as the older brother, he should take better care of Nanzhi, so he started to serve her food as well.
Shen Xingmian glanced at Xu Chaoci indifferently. The man seemed not to notice and was still considerately serving food to Nanzhi.
"This is rich in Vitamin C, you should eat more of it too."
"And this too."
"I remember you really like shrimp, go ahead and eat."
Nanzhi: "......"
Cousin, are you crazy?
"Um, cousin, I can pick it up myself, you can eat it."