A three-pound grilled fish, Tang Fei insisted Ye Chenxi eat it clean.
In the end, he threw up, and Tang Fei finally relented.
While giving him water to drink, she asked, "Is it really that unbearable? It's so delicious, I left it all for you, couldn't bear to eat it myself."
Ye Chenxi looked at her resentfully, took the water, and got up to leave.
Tang Fei hurriedly paid the owner and jogged to catch up with him.
"Chen Xi, actually blending into a life at the bottom isn't that bad. I just like this kind of plain, unrestrained, uncritical marriage life."
Looking at him being so noble, standing in this noisy market, completely out of place, attracting countless gazes, she felt uncomfortable.
She always felt he was too good-looking, and she wasn't worthy of him.
Just like that fish earlier, she found it delicious, yet he felt like he was swallowing poison, struggling to get it down.
