As long as someone loves her, that person who loves her deeply will think everything she does is beautiful, even if she does something terrible.

Unfortunately, she didn't see Lin Congzhi and couldn't enjoy his love.

After feeding him a few bites of rice, Jiang Yimei picked up a piece of tender fish and brought it to Lin Congzhi's mouth.

Sea bass has relatively few fins, tender flesh, and an excellent taste, which should suit Lin Congzhi's palate.

It's not just suitable, it's absolutely perfect!

Lin Congzhi praised, "Girl, the fish you steamed is also delicious."

"Eat more if it's delicious!"

Jiang Yimei continued to pick up fish meat and bring it to Lin Congzhi's mouth.

Lin Congzhi held the food in his mouth, chewing slowly, feeling that it was something precious that he should savor and appreciate.

Seeing that Lin Congzhi hadn't swallowed the meat for a long time, Jiang Yimei was exasperated and said coquettishly, "Don't chew anymore, it's almost melting."

Lin Congzhi smiled and said, "It tastes good even when it's melted."

Jiang Yimei urged sternly, "There's still a lot left, hurry up and swallow it."

At that moment, Lin Congzhi was very obedient and swallowed it with a gulp.

After feeding Lin Congzhi a few bites of fish, Jiang Yimei fed him a few pieces of duck meat.

The duck meat had been stewed for so long that even though it was still tough, it had softened considerably, making it easier for Lin Congzhi to chew.

Sure enough, it was much easier to chew than a duck that had been simmered for an hour.

The duck meat was so delicious that it left a lingering aftertaste. Lin Congzhi praised it highly, saying, "The duck meat is also delicious."

Jiang Yimei kindly reminded everyone: "Duck meat has bones, be careful not to choke."

"Um!"

After feeding him a few pieces of duck meat, Jiang Yimei put down her chopsticks and served Lin Congzhi a sip of soup.

The duck soup had just been poured out and was still very hot.

She patiently puffed out her cheeks and gently blew on it.

Seeing her so attentive, Lin Congzhi wanted to marry her more and more.

After cooling the soup to a suitable temperature, Jiang Yimei immediately brought the rich old duck soup to Lin Congzhi's lips.

Lin Congzhi opened his mouth and drank it.

When he took a sip of the old duck soup, he felt that the flavor was a bit strong, as if a lot of essence was concentrated in it.

Although it was delicious, the texture was a bit off, but he still considered it the best soup in the world: "The soup you make is also superb!"

Jiang Yimei knew that when someone is starving, everything tastes delicious.

"It's delicious, so drink more!"

After feeding Lin Congzhi a few mouthfuls of soup, Jiang Yimei, who was just putting on an act, immediately put down her chopsticks, composed herself, packed her things, and prepared to leave.

Seeing this sudden change in attitude, Lin Congzhi was instantly flustered and bewildered: "Girl, what are you going to do?"

Holding her briefcase, Jiang Yimei answered without looking up, "I've seen it all, fed them all, and resolved my inner conflict. It's time to go home."

Lin Congzhi then pleaded with a pitiful look in his eyes, "No, I haven't fully recovered yet."

Jiang Yimei criticized him sharply: "Lin Congzhi, I haven't worked a single day in order to save you. There are still many things waiting for me to handle in the company, otherwise it will stop operating."

Lin Congzhi offered an enticing solution: "As long as you help me regain my energy, I can get your work done in no time."

Little did they know that their cleverness would backfire.

Jiang Yimei's expression was solemn, and she spoke with righteous indignation: "Lin Congzhi, I know the company is yours, and I know you are very rich and can do whatever you want; but I don't want to waste my time here with you. Now that I am the general manager of the company, I have to be responsible for the company."