Thank You, My Wife

Hearing Xu Mingyao's words, Qing Mo frowned. Looking at her with a bit of surprise and disgust, she said,

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would beg for food from others on my social media?"

This short sentence from Qing Mo scared Xu Mingyao so much that she almost broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, no."

"Sister Qing Mo, I didn't mean that."

"I just wanted to make you happy..."

Xu Mingyao explained anxiously, but Qing Mo had already looked away.

She once again rested her left elbow on the table, slightly hunching her body. Her fair, slender fingers half-covered her mouth with a hint of force, posing as if deep in thought.

At the same time, Lin Yu took his left hand out of his padded jacket pocket.

Placing it on the table, he naturally picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a few slices of pink raw meat, and put them into the dark brown broth of the sukiyaki pot.

"Sister Qing Mo, I..."

Xu Mingyao's eyes drooped at the corners, sadness and grievance soaking her deep black eyes. Her cautious and humble appearance looked incredibly pitiful.

Unfortunately, Qing Mo didn't even look at her, because Lin Yu had already given her a new command.

"Here, the meat is cooked, hurry up and eat."

In the boiling dark brown broth, two thin slices of beef were already cooked.

The pinkish meat had turned into a mature grayish-brown, tumbling in the sukiyaki sauce along with the boiling water.

After speaking, Lin Yu first picked up a piece of beef himself, put it into his small bowl, dipped it in the sauce, and ate it in one bite.

Chewing the expensive, melt-in-your-mouth beef, Lin Yu cast a smiling gaze upon Qing Mo.

His expression seemed to say, it's your turn.

Qing Mo slowly sat up straight. She looked at the boiling sukiyaki pot in front of her and secretly swallowed, but hesitated to pick up her chopsticks.

It looked as if Lin Yu hadn't asked her to pick up a slice of beef, but rather to do something incredibly difficult.

After a brief hesitation, Qing Mo picked up her chopsticks and reached into the boiling sukiyaki pot.

Qing Mo's movements were agile. The dark wooden chopsticks scooped lightly in the dark brown broth, and a wide, thin slice of beef appeared between them.

Qing Mo's movements seemed smooth and flowing, without any pauses or other abnormalities.

Yet, there was something undeniably strange about the way she moved.

She picked up the meat a bit too urgently, too fast.

There was absolutely none of the relaxation one should have while eating.

It was as if she was holding her breath to complete some arduous task.

At this moment, the heartbroken Xu Mingyao didn't notice that when Qing Mo successfully scooped the beef out of the broth,

Lin Yu beside her suddenly frowned, seeming somewhat dissatisfied.

Immediately after, he silently slipped the hand resting on the table back into his jacket pocket...

...

"Smack."

A barely audible dropping sound echoed.

The chopsticks that had been steadily holding the beef suddenly trembled just as they were about to reach the plate.

The broth-soaked beef slice slipped out from between the chopsticks without warning, dropping with a splat.

Half of the beef slice lay on the cooling plate, while the other half lay on the table.

Its quiet state was exactly the same as Qing Mo's.

After the beef fell from the chopsticks, Qing Mo didn't react much. Instead, she maintained the posture of holding up her chopsticks, pausing weirdly for a few seconds.

At a rough glance, she didn't seem to be moving at all.

But upon closer observation, one could see that she was currently sucking and biting the inside of her lower lip, as if trying desperately to restrain something.

After a short pause of a few seconds, Qing Mo snapped back to reality, lowered her hand, and used her chopsticks to place the dirtied piece of beef fully onto the plate.

Seeing this, Xu Mingyao beside her grew a bit anxious. She hurriedly picked up her chopsticks, removed the dirty piece of beef from the plate, and said eagerly:

"This piece of beef is dirty."

"Sister Qing Mo, I'll get you a new one."

Saying so, Xu Mingyao attentively leaned forward, reaching out with her unused chopsticks to fish around vigorously in the sukiyaki pot.

While Xu Mingyao was busy grabbing meat and had no time to pay attention to anything else,

Qing Mo, who hadn't looked at Lin Yu since picking up her chopsticks, finally found a chance to peek at him secretly.

It was as if a furnace was hidden in her pure eyes; her gaze was fiery and moist, rippling with water. That pleading look of someone who could barely endure it anymore,

Seemed like she was begging for mercy, yet also like she was encouraging Lin Yu to keep doing what he was doing!

Facing Qing Mo's gaze, which was indistinguishable between joy and resentment, Lin Yu remained calm. He did nothing and said nothing.

He simply curled the corners of his mouth a bit higher.

Using his smiling eyes to signal Qing Mo that she must hold on.

Like a bullied little wife, Qing Mo's resentful gaze softened, revealing a bit of pitiful vulnerability.

The next moment, their expressions instantly returned to their usual states.

Lin Yu looked at the food on the table in boredom, while Qing Mo's eyes turned cold, her silent demeanor making her look as if she were angry.

"Sister Qing Mo, eat up."

Xu Mingyao placed the last slice of cooked beef from the pot onto Qing Mo's plate.

At the same time, she didn't forget to add some more raw beef slices into the sukiyaki pot to ensure a sustainable feeding process.

"Hey."

Looking at the pink beef slices in the pot, Lin Yu yelled at Xu Mingyao in dissatisfaction:

"You took all the meat."

"What am I supposed to eat?"

Xu Mingyao glared fiercely at the meddlesome Lin Yu and ignored him.

"Eat this."

Qing Mo pushed her plate, where the beef was almost piled into a small mountain, toward Lin Yu and spoke concisely.

"Thank you, wifey."

Lin Yu cheerfully took Qing Mo's beef-filled plate and said with a grin.

Throughout the entire meal, Qing Mo, who hadn't shown any overly strong reactions, suddenly acted strangely after hearing Lin Yu's words.

Even though she was already biting her lip hard, her expression still uncontrollably twisted a little.

Fortunately, her abnormal behavior went unnoticed by Xu Mingyao.

Because Xu Mingyao was currently glaring resentfully at Lin Yu over that last word,

Wishing looks could kill!