Is It Because She's Unreasonable, That's Why She Can't See How Good I Am To Her?

Han Cihui found a tray and put the noodles on it. Then he carefully went upstairs with the tray. When he reached the bedroom door, he held the tray in one hand and opened the door with the other.

"Qiulian, let's eat noodles." He placed the tray on the coffee table and poured two cups of hot water.

Jia Qiulian finally raised her head and looked at the noodles on the coffee table. She had been in a bad mood all day and had not eaten lunch.

Although she was not in the mood, she still had to work. It might be too late, but if she did not eat, she would not have the energy to finish her work

She got up from the bed and walked over to the sofa and sat down. Then she took the chopsticks and began to devour the food.

She ate as if she wanted to pour the whole bowl of noodles into her mouth at once.

Han Cihui felt his heart ache for her as he pushed the cup toward her. "Eat slower, no one will steal your food."