His words suddenly made Yun Chi freeze.
"He... won't care." The next second, he smiled bitterly.
Even if he really starved to death, his father wouldn't care.
Because from the beginning to the end, he was merely a stand-in, a chess piece to be used at will...
Yun Chi's voice was low, and Su Xingyue didn't hear what he said, so she asked him with a puzzled look.
"What did you just say?"
But Yun Chi didn't answer, instead he glanced at the food she handed over and then stretched out his left hand, taking the chopsticks from her hand.
"I can do it myself."
Seeing this, Su Xingyue didn't stop him, and handed him the chopsticks, not expecting him to be so stubborn.
Yun Chi's movements with the chopsticks were awkward, and after much effort, he still couldn't bring the food to his mouth.
Seeing him struggle so much with eating, Su Xingyue couldn't help but sigh, then took the chopsticks from his hand.
"Let me help you, at this rate, you'll really starve..."
