Don't Cause Hatred

"Yes." Ji Fengmian interrupted her softly. "That's why it's our private matter to throw a tantrum and ask him to make breakfast for me. You can be curious, but I think it's too much to probe. I think you know why I said that. Otherwise, you don't have to be so careful in front of me."

Ji Qing bit her lip and remained silent.

Ji Fengmian sat up straight and his gaze turned cold.

"Your words might make you unhappy, but don't feel aggrieved if you know the truth."

Glancing at the few sandwiches in the middle of the table, Ji Fengmian sneered.

"To capture a man's heart, you have to capture his stomach. After all these years, have you succeeded?"

She had already made herself clear. Even if she could act dumb in the past, she couldn't do so anymore.

Perhaps she had hit Ji Qing's weakest spot. She finally looked up at Ji Fengmian.

"No one knows Brother Boyan better than me."