Chapter 1255: Chapter 1178: Awkward Identity
He was standing in the kitchen wearing an apron, spatula in hand, and although he usually had an air of arrogance that wouldn’t mix with the dust of the secular world, he now seed a bit greasy.
“I’m not picky,” Ye Ranran said.
“Is that so? I rember you don’t eat leeks, pig intestines, blood curd, or bullfrogs…”
Huo Yi listed a long string of food items, and as he continued, Ye Ranran’s complexion beca increasingly pale.
“Co on, we’ve known each other since we were kids. How could I not know whether you’re picky or not?” He seed oblivious to the shift in the atmosphere and continued joking.
Ye Ranran felt she might be overthinking it—after all, he ant no harm; it was just idle chat.
The water boiled, and she put the dumplings in. In ten minutes, they could be taken out.
Huo Yi prepared so condints and brought the dumplings to Ye Ranran.
“Eat,” he said, picking up a dumpling and bringing it to Ye Ranran’s mouth.
Ye Ranran tried to take his chopsticks, but he scowled: “Open your mouth.”
These people were used to being domineering and never liked listening to others.
Ye Ranran obediently opened her mouth.
After only five bites, she closed her mouth, shook her head, and refused to eat more.
“Finish up. No wasting,” Huo Yi sternly said. “That’s the rule in the military.”
“I’m not your soldier.”
Ye Ranran had just opened her mouth when Huo Yi stuffed a dumpling inside.
As she was about to spit it out, Huo Yi leaned in closer: “You wouldn’t want to feed you, would you?”
Terrified, Ye Ranran quickly gulped it down.
After finishing the dumplings, Ye Ranran felt so full she could vomit.
“You’re too thin. Eat more. Doesn’t he force you to eat?” Huo Yi cleaned up the bowl.
“He does, but it doesn’t really help.” Didn’t she drink a lot of nourishing soup during her confinent? Nevertheless, she kept losing weight.
After washing the dishes, Huo Yi pulled over a stool and sat in front of her: “Tell , what’s going on?”
“What do you an what’s going on?” Ye Ranran looked confused.
He wanted to ask about the drugs, but seeing her unaware expression, Huo Yi didn’t want to be too abrupt and changed the subject: “How did you fall down?”
“Oh, because I went to see Ah Ze,” Ye Ranran explained the situation.
“I was pushed by soone during the incident,” she frowned.
“Didn’t you see who it was?” Huo Yi’s expression darkened.
Ye Ranran shook her head: “My limbs weren’t under my control; how could I see?”
Huo Yi felt sowhat irritable, feeling like there was a weight on his chest: “You ntioned you had an episode. Do you know what illness you have?”
“They said I got infected postpartum, causing poor health and convulsions, affecting my mind. I think I’ve got epilepsy,” Ye Ranran said with self-deprecating laughter.
Indeed, she didn’t know. It must have been Jun Mochan’s doing.
Huo Yi understood Jun Mochan. If he were in his shoes, he probably would have done the sa.
How could such a thing be broached? And how should it be broached?
Could she handle it?
“I’ll call Xiao Han now, let him pick you up.”
“No, don’t call him,” Ye Ranran anxiously sat up.
“Did you guys have a fight?”
Ye Ranran turned away, avoiding Huo Yi’s penetrating gaze: “No.”
“Even with everything like this, still no?” Huo Yi scoffed. “Tell , what’s really going on.”
“There’s nothing going on,” Ye Ranran clenched her teeth, unwilling to reveal another word.
How could she possibly speak of such things? Moreover, Huo Yi’s position was awkward; not only was he her big brother, but also her ex-boyfriend.
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