The next morning, Chen Bin still prepared breakfast.
Worried that Zhao Xinmei might not come home the entire day again, he directly pushed open the door to the master bedroom, carrying a bowl of food inside.
Zhao Xinmei had just woken up and her gaze was still a bit dazed.
Looking at the pumpkin porridge Chen Bin brought in, she gave a bitter smile and shook her head.
"If you were being attentive as a son, wouldn't that be great."
"I am your son, always have been."
Shaking her head, Zhao Xinmei lazily responded.
"Take it away, I'm declaring a hunger strike today."
This left Chen Bin completely stupefied.
"Why on earth are you going on a hunger strike?"
"Starting now, every time you touch me, I'll go on hunger strike for a day. If you touch me a second time, I'll go on hunger strike for two days. If you're not afraid of starving me to death, then keep messing around."
As she spoke, Zhao Xinmei puffed up her cheeks, acting bratty.
