Faced with Xia Yanxin's roar and fury, Chu Sihao remained calm and composed. He listened quietly to her venting, then calmly made another bowl of rice and considerately brought it over to her.
"The fish has gotten dirty and can't be eaten anymore. Now there are only potatoes and ribs left. The ribs aren't bad; I've added red dates to nourish blood. You should eat more. If you don't like it, you can tell me what you want to eat tomorrow, and I'll cook it and bring it for you," Chu Sihao said, his gaze still tender.
"I won't eat it, I don't want to eat anything you've cooked, take it away, take it away! I don't want to see you!" Xia Yanxin couldn't control her rage.
"Yanyan, you need to eat, if you don't eat, your body will break down..."
"What's the use of saying all this nonsense now? Being stuck in a place like this for life is worse than death! Get away, get away, leave me alone!" Xia Yanxin reached out and once again knocked over the boxed meal.
