Chapter 57 The Person You're Determined With Is Not Me_1

Wei Anning's eyebrows were dim, a trace of desolation flitted through her downcast eyes. As she looked at the exquisite and delicious meal in front of her, she suddenly found it tasteless. After hastily eating a few bites, she couldn't bring herself to eat any more.

Leng Youchen picked up the unique book and started flipping through it. The faint sound of chewing reached his ears, which then grew quieter and quieter until it disappeared altogether. Only then did he raise his gaze, noticing her push away the bowl and chopsticks, his eyebrow slightly quirking up.

The bright light shattered in his pupils, radiantly colorful, "What's the matter, it doesn't suit your taste?"

Wei Anning felt downcast, shaking her head in frustration. She figured she must have a masochistic streak—Leng Youchen had locked her in a dark room, making her squat in 50-degree hot water for an hour.