Open your eyes! I've transmigrated into the body of the amnesiac crown prince's vicious gi

Shi Yan paused for a moment.

He looked up at her, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Shen Ting then belatedly realized that the original owner had required him to bring milk tea, small cakes, and a bouquet of flowers every night when he came home, saying it was for the sake of ritual.

If he ever forgot to bring it, the original owner would verbally abuse him or even physically assault him.

Shen Ting rolled her eyes inwardly.

That's so ridiculous!

A bouquet of flowers is enough for their food expenses for several days, and they still have to buy them every day. Isn't that a complete waste of money?

No wonder the original owner suffered such a tragic fate after the male protagonist turned the tables on the protagonist.

Shen Ting looked at the "ritual" on the table in despair.

She wanted to kneel down and kowtow to him, wiping away tears and promising to change her ways, just hoping he wouldn't hold a grudge.

Shen Ting picked up the plastic knife on the table with a bitter face.

Cut the cake in half, and pour half of the milk tea into the cup.

There's no way around it; it's already been purchased, so asking him to return it is quite difficult.

"Here you go. From now on, don't buy anything else besides meals."

Shi Yan looked at the thing in her hand but didn't touch it.

"You eat first, I'll eat what's left," he said calmly.

Shen Ting was stunned for a moment, remembering that the original owner thought he was dirty and never let him sit at the table to eat.

He would always wait until she had eaten and drunk her fill before eating the leftovers.

Shen Ting felt a sudden, sharp pain in her heart.

Just as he was about to speak, Shi Yan spoke up in a low voice, "My salary hasn't come in yet, could we... pay the rent first before buying the bag?"

He lowered his eyes, and when he looked up again, his beautiful eyes held a cautious, tentative look.

It seemed as if they were afraid she would lose her temper at any moment.

Shen Ting wished she could say right now, "I'm not buying any more bags, I'm not buying any more in the future."

But she can't.

She's currently playing the villainous supporting character, and her persona can't be ruined, otherwise she'll be finished if she's suspected.

She took a deep breath and slammed her hand on the table.

"Shi Yan, do you really think I'm such a vain person?"

Her voice rose, "I said no, and that's final! I'm sick of eating this stuff every day. Are you trying to fatten me up so you can easily dump me?"

Shi Yan paused for a moment, just about to explain.

Shen Ting didn't give him a chance, hands on her hips, and snorted coldly, "Get this back right now, it's annoying to look at! From now on, you're not allowed to buy anything except food, understand?"

Shi Yan looked into her eyes.

In the past, when she got angry, her eyes were full of disgust, as if she were looking at something dirty.

But now those eyes are clear and clean. Although they're still cursing, what's hidden beneath that anger is...

distressed?

No, how could she possibly feel sorry for him?

Shi Yan lowered his eyes, picked up the half cake, and took a bite.

Sweet.

Her warmth still lingered on the fork.

He kept his head down and ate slowly, bite by bite.

Seeing his expression, Shen Ting felt a lump in her throat and quickly lowered her head to shovel the beef noodles into her mouth.

The noodles had clumped together, and the soup had lost its previous warmth, but she ate quickly.

After finishing her meal, she took her bowl and headed to the kitchen to prepare a simple meal for him.

"I'll do it."

A sound suddenly came from behind.

Shen Ting was taken aback and subconsciously turned around.

Shi Yan had followed her without her noticing and was now standing behind her.

They are very close.

As she turned around, her fingertips brushed against his arm, and the fragrance of her hair wafted out.

Shi Yan subconsciously took a step back.

He was afraid that the smell of his sweat would bother her.

At such close range, Shen Ting looked up and met Shi Yan's dark eyes.

Wow, so handsome.

Why are you standing so close?

With such a handsome face so close, it's hard to look away, okay?

"No need, the kitchen is too small for two people to stand in, I can do it myself." She quickly looked away.

Shi Yan gave a low "hmm," but didn't leave.

He stood at the kitchen doorway, his 1.9-meter height completely blocking the already cramped doorway.

Shen Ting could feel his gaze on her.

She glanced back at him briefly, frowning. "What are you doing standing here? Go do your own thing."

Shi Yan was silent for a few seconds, his voice slightly hoarse: "You... are you hiding something from me?"

Shen Ting paused, and immediately the alarm bells went off.

Did he find out?

Just as I was thinking this, I heard him continue, "The remaining food in the refrigerator is from last month. I'll keep trying to find a way to pay the rent, but..."

"Can you please stop thinking like this?"

Shen Ting: ?

Who's having a mental breakdown?

She glanced down at the yellowed and even somewhat rotten vegetable leaves in the pot, and then she realized what was happening.

The food in the refrigerator had been there for over a month and had long since gone bad.

She had just used these vegetables to cook, so Shi Yan naturally misunderstood that she was trying to poison him.

Shen Ting's lips twitched: "I just didn't notice. Next time... I'll make it for you next time."

Shi Yan responded, but his gaze fell on her awkward smile, and his eyes darkened.

Why is she suddenly being so nice to him?

She used to never even touch a bowl, let alone cook.

Now I have to cut the cake and cook for him.

Does it mean... you don't want to be with him anymore?

The moment this thought crossed Shi Yan's mind, his heart sank.

He didn't say anything more, turned around and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

After washing the dishes, he put on the three sets of delivery uniforms one by one, ready to go out.

Shen Ting was dazzled by the sights and called out to him, "Wait, you haven't eaten yet."

"How about I order you a meal on a food delivery app, and you can pick it up and eat it on your way?"

Shi Yan's lips twitched, but his eyes softened.

"It's okay, I'll eat it later tonight. I just had some small cake, so I'm not hungry."

Shen Ting was still a little worried: "Then come back early tonight."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yan pursed his thin lips and lowered his eyes.

She used to wish he would die out there and never come back.

But now they're giving these instructions.

She seems... to have changed a bit.

*

After Shi Yan left, Shen Ting breathed a sigh of relief and began to attend to her own affairs.

She wanted to find a table to do her homework, but the old, greasy dining table was still sticky to her arm even after wiping it twice.

The room was filled with piles of garbage, which stank intensely due to the high temperature fermentation.

Helpless, Shen Ting rolled up his sleeves and began to tidy up.

She first threw the trash downstairs bag by bag, then folded the clothes on the sofa and put them into the closet.

I wiped the table three times and then mopped the floor.

After working for more than an hour, the rented room was finally a bit cleaner.

Shen Ting was so tired that her back ached, so she took a shower.

After washing up, she put on a loose T-shirt and was about to take out the teacher qualification exam questions to start working on them.

At this moment, Shi Yan returned.

Shen Ting was startled and quickly stuffed the test paper under her pillow.

When Shi Yan pushed the door open and came in, he looked unwell, his lips were pale, and he was clutching his stomach with one hand.

He bent over and slowly took off his three layers of delivery clothes.

Shen Ting frowned: "Is your stomach upset?"

Shi Yan remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"I'll order you a bowl of porridge right now."

Shen Ting picked up her phone to place an order, but Shi Yan quickly waved his hand and weakly said, "No need."

She subconsciously assumed he was just being polite to her.

So, without hesitation, I clicked to pay.

The next second, a cold system voice came from Shi Yan's phone.

"Rider Shi Yan, Ele.me has automatically accepted your order."

Shen Ting: ...?

Shi Yan: ...

The air was silent for two seconds.