Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies
Chapter 398: Beautiful Sister

Chapter 398: Beautiful Sister

After Su Yinhe grasped the PUA skills, Lin Murong had to do even more work.

Then, he also worked harder.

Su Yinhe was quite satisfied.

She made him do a lot of work while she watched.

After he finished, he had to thank her, very good, very good, she liked this kind of simpleton.

She loved it too much.

Anyway, after all the fuss, he still loved her a lot.

As long as Su Yinhe fed him, it was fine.

Su Yinhe hadn’t cooked for a long time, her cooking skills were a bit rusty, but after trying a few more times, it got better.

Because it had been a long time since she cooked, it was quite interesting to do it occasionally, plus she didn’t have to prepare the ingredients or wash the dishes.

So Su Yinhe made a lot of dishes all at once.

Lin Murong assisted her by the side, helping while swallowing saliva.

"What’s up, why such a feast today, is it New Year’s or something?" Lin Murong was really pathetic.

"What New Year? It’s purely whim. You know what whim is?" Su Yinhe knocked on his head.

"I get it, I get it, you just like to follow your whims," Lin Murong muttered, rubbing his head.

"What do you mean?" Su Yinhe felt like she was being implicated.

"I couldn’t possibly mean anything else. I mean just that." Lin Murong was confused, then suddenly realized something and quickly scuttled to the side.

"Don’t even think about hitting me. I’m not someone you can just hit easily." Lin Murong watched her warily.

Su Yinhe: "Scram, scram, scram. I’m not that kind of person, okay?" She was so kind-hearted, how could she always think about hitting him?

Pure slander.

"Don’t believe it. You just want to hit me again. But I’m not that easily bullied Lin Murong anymore." He was no longer the previous Lin Murong, he was a stronger Lin Murong.

Su Yinhe: "..."

Su Yinhe picked up a dish and rolled her eyes.

"Watch fewer weird dramas and work. Serve the dishes."

Chi Yan had been waiting outside for so long.

She had no time to chat about boring stuff with Lin Murong.

"Humph, you’re just thinking about him, I understand." He, Lin Murong, was just a part in their play.

He understood, he really did.

Wuu wuu wuu wuu.

This time, Su Yinhe really made a lot of dishes, and once everything was brought out, it filled the table.

Though she said to have Chi Yan guess, Su Yinhe didn’t really insist on it.

She just casually mentioned it.

"There’s so much, you’ve worked hard." Chi Yan saw so many dishes, and sympathy almost spilled from his eyes.

Lin Murong by the side: "..."

Worked hard, worked hard, who worked hard?

Isn’t it him who worked hardest?

Lin Murong felt a bit resentful, but looking at the two of them, and remembering Chi Yan’s personality, he moved his lips but eventually chose to keep quiet.

He kept quiet, honestly kept quiet, maybe there would be food for him.

Pfft.

What maybe.

He helped with all these dishes. He must have food.

He’d worked so hard.

Lin Murong felt he should be bold and confident, but during the meal, Chi Yan’s gaze on him was particularly icy. Although he felt entitled, the food didn’t taste as good as usual.

Normally, Lin Murong, who had a large appetite, only ate a little this time.

Of course, when he said he ate a little, it was just a little compared to his usual portions. But if you compared it to Su Yinhe and Chi Yan’s portions, then he had eaten a lot, a lot.

He really lost out.

After the meal, Lin Murong slapped his thigh, regretting more and more.

It was such a loss.

"You need to compensate me." Lin Murong pulled on Su Yinhe, looking like he was about to make a scene if she didn’t compensate him.

Su Yinhe touched her head, "Alright, what compensation do you want?" To be honest, she felt a bit guilty.

What she did wasn’t very moral.

Lin Murong was stunned by how easily Su Yinhe agreed. He was just throwing a fit at random; he hadn’t expected Su Yinhe to agree so easily. "I haven’t thought of it yet, you think of something."

She agreed so easily, but he hadn’t figured it out yet.

He could only leave it to Su Yinhe to think about.

Su Yinhe: "..."

"Is there something wrong with you?" Su Yinhe’s lips twitched.

"What, what? There’s nothing wrong with me. You should feel honored that I’m letting you choose." Lin Murong got cocky, not sure if it was because Su Yinhe was too easygoing.

Su Yinhe: "..."

"Do you believe me?"

"Believe what?" Lin Murong was a bit lost.

"Believe it or not, if you keep this up, I’ll kick you out?" Su Yinhe pointed outside to the icy wilderness, asking emotionlessly.

"I... I believe... I believe." Lin Murong shivered, realizing his mistake—he had been too proud and forgotten who the real boss was.

"Good, you believe." Su Yinhe nodded, "I was worried you wouldn’t believe me; then I’d just have to trouble myself to throw you out."

"No, no, no, wouldn’t dream of troubling you." Lin Murong straightened up immediately, "I... I’ll go myself, I need to cool down."

Lin Murong headed out of the supermarket on his own, feeling the sting of the icy wilderness.

He reasoned it out; he left voluntarily, thinking he could return whenever he wanted and at least he could still return.

But if Su Yinhe had to throw him out herself, it was uncertain whether he could ever return.

Now that he was out, the compensation Lin Murong requested naturally dissipated.

Fortunately, Lin Murong hadn’t really expected any compensation from the start, so he wasn’t disappointed.

Out on his own, he crouched down and started playing.

He began building snowmen everywhere.

As he was building, he found a child.

When Lin Murong found the child, he was dumbfounded.

Where did this child come from?

He was initially shoveling snow for the snowmen, and while shoveling, he had dug out a child.

Now, the snowman couldn’t even be completed.

Lin Murong checked; the child was still breathing.

Resigned, he carried the child back to the supermarket.

Seeing him return with such a big child, Su Yinhe blurted out,

"Lin Murong, is this your illegitimate child?"

Lin Murong: "???"

"No, I don’t even have a girlfriend, how could I have such a big illegitimate child?! No, it’s not..." Lin Murong was flustered.

"Alright, alright, I got it; put him down." Su Yinhe had lately been immersed in novels about elite family confrontations and had gotten a bit too engrossed, not paying attention momentarily.

"This child, I found him outside, buried in the snow. He’s really not my illegitimate child." Lin Murong felt extremely wronged.

"Alright, alright, I know." Su Yinhe nodded absently.

His found child, his responsibility—Lin Murong, fearing for the child’s safety, busied himself looking after him.

When the child woke up, his first words were actually calling for Su Yinhe.

"Beautiful sister! You saved me again." The child had just woken up, weak but excited to see Su Yinhe.