"Huh? Of course not, am I such a brat?" Huo Mian coughed a couple of times to disguise her panic.
"Sir, what would you like for dinner? I'll ask the kitchen to begin preparing." Uncle Li walked over and took Qin Chu's jacket.
"A bowl of noodles is fine, I'm not craving anything." As soon as Qin Chu finished speaking, Huo Mian bolted into the kitchen.
"Honey, I will make it for you. Do you want the noodles spicy or regular?"
Qin Chu studied Huo Mian's face silently in contemplation.
"Hm, why are you looking at me like that?" Huo Mian asked again, her eyes darting left and right but not meeting his eyes.
"I think... you're hiding something from me."
"Psh, why would I do that? You're thinking too much, Honey. Have you become too stressed at work? I bet it's causing you to overthink. Don't worry, I will make some soup, it'll be good for you." Upon finishing, Huo Mian went back into the kitchen and didn't dare to come out.
