When Shen Zhi saw she was really leaving, a faint smile touched his cool, sharp features. He rose to his feet, strode over, and blocked her path.
"You're really not going to eat?"
"You're making a disabled person cook for herself. Aren't you just bullying me on purpose?" The beauty's eyes were ringed with red. A single tear clung to her long lashes, threatening to fall. Her expression was full of accusation, on the verge of tears.
Shen Zhi squatted down helplessly, took her hand, and looked up at her quietly before letting out a laugh.
"You're hopeless… Can't you even act cute properly?"
Shen Huoshui's long lashes drooped as she pressed her red lips together, saying nothing.
She gazed at the delicate, handsome face tilted up toward her, reached out to ruffle his hair, and then shoved him away without a second thought, once again starting to wheel her chair away.
