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Ye Zhiwei was about to refuse the shrimp that Jiang Jianian was peeling for her. She felt a little embarrassed, especially with the scheming girl next to her. It was practically like a public display of affection.
However, as soon as Ye Zhiwei uttered her refusal, Jiang Jianian said indifferently, "Don't you dislike peeling shrimp yourself?"
Ye Zhiwei was speechless for a moment. She couldn't very well say that she was embarrassed about her relationship with Ye Yingying.
Jiang Jianian continued without changing his expression, "Didn't you always say you didn't like peeling shrimp with the shell on? Is your sudden refusal because of Ye Yingying? She's so understanding, she definitely won't mind, don't worry."
The boy paused slightly, glancing at Ye Yingying, and said, "Am I right?"
Ye Yingying: ...
Ye Yingying tightened her grip and feigned surprise, saying, "Knowing that Sister Zhiwei doesn't like shrimp with shells, why didn't Brother Jianian simply peel the shrimp shells earlier? That would have made it much easier for Sister Zhiwei to eat this dish—anyone who didn't know better would think he was doing this on purpose to impress me."
Jiang Jianian paused, looked at Ye Yingying, and said with a calm and expressionless gaze, "Since you know I did it on purpose, you're still so clueless. You're much better than me."
Jiang Jianian seemed unwilling to engage in private exchanges with Ye Yingying, and instead expressed his displeasure directly in front of Ye Zhiwei.
It was obvious that the departure of Ji Shuli and the arrival of Ye Yingying had put him in a bad mood, or rather, it could be described as terrible.
Miss Ye, who had little standing in the family, silently ate the dishes prepared by Jiang Jianian. Finally, under the pitiful and pleading gaze of Ye Yingying, she had no choice but to lecture Jiang Jianian: "Yingying is still young, so don't bully her."
"I was just teaching her a lesson, to make her more sensible in the future," Jiang Jianian continued bluntly, "and not always doing things that are disliked."
Ye Yingying: ...
What does Jiang Jianian consider to be unlikable?
That was every single time Ye Yingying appeared and disturbed him.
From the moment Ye Yingying entered, Jiang Jianian's face clearly showed his unwelcomeness. In addition, Ye Yingying and Ye Zhiwei were chatting and laughing, sweet and happy, completely leaving Jiang Jianian, who should have been alone with Ye Zhiwei, out in the cold. How could Jiang Jianian possibly be in a good mood?
Especially since it happened right after Ji Shuli left—
No sooner had those two left than Ye Yingying arrived.
Ye Yingying didn't say anything. Jiang Jianian told her to be sensible, but she just wouldn't listen. Especially after dinner, when Ye Zhiwei wanted dessert, and Jiang Jianian took out a mousse cake, Ye Yingying originally planned to share a piece with Ye Zhiwei and take the opportunity to sit next to her. Unexpectedly, Jiang Jianian seemed to have anticipated what she would do and took out two pieces of mousse cake, one of which was placed in front of Ye Yingying.
Ye Yingying had no choice but to give up.
Ye Yingying isn't really good at eating desserts; her figure is strictly controlled. The calories in this cake might require her to exercise for several hours or even diet for several meals. She held her knife and fork but didn't touch the dessert. Then, as if she'd thought of something, her mind immediately started working again. She looked up at Ye Zhiwei and said tactfully, "Sister Zhiwei, my manager doesn't allow me to eat too many sweets. I definitely can't eat this much. Otherwise, I'll share one with you, and this one can be for Brother Jia Nian..."
"No need for that." Jiang Jianian tapped the table and turned to Ye Zhiwei, saying, "If she can't eat that much, why don't you help her eat some?"
Ye Zhiwei has a sweet tooth and can't stop eating once she starts. Although Jiang Jianian prepares all kinds of desserts for Ye Zhiwei, he gradually noticed that Ye Zhiwei was eating too much sweets and was worried that it would not be good for her health. So Jiang Jianian would try to control Ye Zhiwei's sugar intake.
To Ye Zhiwei, this was a signal that she was allowed to eat a little more, and how could she possibly refuse? Her eyes lit up immediately, and she asked Jiang Jianian, "Really? You're allowing me to eat a little more?"
"Can."
As soon as Jiang Jianian agreed, Ye Zhiwei immediately said to Ye Yingying in a cheerful mood, "It's okay, it's okay, Yingying, I'll eat the part you can't finish."
As Ye Zhiwei spoke, she placed the cake in front of Ye Yingying in front of herself, and Jiang Jianian directly cut almost three-quarters of it and put it on Ye Zhiwei's cake plate.
Ye Yingying was somewhat unwilling. She had just grasped her knife and fork when she looked up and saw that Jiang Jianian was going to push his luck and take the next step—
After Ye Zhiwei had eaten several bites of cake, Jiang Jianian looked at her for a while and then asked softly, "Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!" Ye Zhiwei nodded. "This cake you made is delicious too, and the cream isn't greasy at all. It's so good!"
"Is that so?" Jiang Jianian asked casually, then continued in a low voice to Ye Zhiwei, "I'll try a bite."
Want to try a bite?
Ye Zhiwei was taken aback. She knew that Jiang Jianian didn't like this much, but since Jiang Jianian said so, she didn't think much of it and prepared to let Jiang Jianian try it himself with a knife and fork.
Just as Ye Zhiwei was about to put down her knife and fork, Jiang Jianian grabbed her hand.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Jiang Jianian. To her surprise, Jiang Jianian seemed to think nothing of it, showing no emotional fluctuation, as if he were doing something completely ordinary.
He took Ye Zhiwei's hand, and with her hand, slowly cut a small piece of cake before guiding her to put it in her mouth.
Ye Zhiwei's hands trembled slightly, her gaze remaining fixed on Jiang Jianian, watching his every move.
Jiang Jianian wore a very basic black T-shirt today. The neckline of the shirt was a bit loose, revealing her beautiful collarbone, well-defined shoulder lines, and lovely neck.
Her gaze followed Jiang Jianian's movements upwards, quickly noticing his gently bobbing Adam's apple and his lips, which usually appeared somewhat aloof but now inexplicably exuded a sensual allure.
Ye Zhiwei watched Jiang Jianian eat the cake she fed him, but because her movements were stiff and unnatural, some cream got on her lips, the kind that she could easily lick off. But Jiang Jianian seemed oblivious and prepared to end the feeding.
He clearly didn't really like cakes and desserts, only holding Ye Zhiwei's hand once and not a second time. But Ye Zhiwei couldn't resist the cream on his lips. She was really itching to touch it, and even after Jiang Jianian let go of her hand, she couldn't help herself and, almost unconsciously, used her index finger to wipe the cream off Jiang Jianian's lips.
"Jiang Jianian, you... have cream on your lips!"
After wiping, Ye Zhiwei quickly tried to withdraw her hand, but unexpectedly, Jiang Jianian held it tightly. He then slowly moved her hand to his lips, looked at Ye Zhiwei with deep eyes, lowered his head and licked the cream off her index finger with the tip of his tongue. After finishing, he said in a hoarse voice, "Don't waste the cream."