"..." Wu Yao's hand that was holding the spoon instantly stiffened. His handsome features tightened bit by bit.
His expression was extremely unnatural, "You, woman, why are you so stubborn?! Do you think just anyone can enjoy my care?!"
Even when his own mother was sick and hospitalized, he had never taken care of her this sincerely.
"So I should say that you're really good to me, huh?!" Bei Yiyi's lips curved into a mocking smile, "Mr. President Wu, you deign to stoop so low as to personally take care of me, but I'm afraid I cannot enjoy such a blessing! So, go do whatever you need to do and stop being an eyesore in front of me, OK?!"
She issued an eviction order to him once again.
Wu Yao's face darkened, and he constrained the irritation in his voice, "Bei Yiyi, if it hadn't been for the fact that you took Xiaoyu away from my house..."
