Ruan Qi's already unsettled heart grew even more anxious.
Fainting after doing something like this—this realization started to shatter the girl's twenty-year-old worldview.
She even thought about taking the opportunity to sneak away when Xi Jiu wasn't paying attention.
After all, fainting like this was really too scary, completely painting a bloody and violent drama in her mind.
Terrified, Ruan Qi's little eyebrows furrowed into a small mountain. Just then, sounds of dishes clashing came from the kitchen.
The steak was ready.
Xi Jiu put the steak on a pink plate, arranged it nicely, and then walked out of the kitchen carrying the plate.
As soon as he stepped into the dining room, he saw the girl resting her chin in one hand with a deeply troubled and furrowed brow.
Xi Jiu paused his steps, walked over, placed the plate in front of her, and lowered his head to ruffle her hair, his voice deep and calm, "What's wrong, Baby?"
