With two more people at the table, Chu Tian had no choice but to kill two more fish, working swiftly on both sides of the stove.
Xu Qingqiu felt particularly embarrassed. Feeling it was her fault for bringing the others over, she guiltily hovered around him, either passing him things or occasionally feeding him a bite of fish.
To others, she looked just like a little wife, scattering dog food all over the place.
At first, Chu Tian didn't notice anything unusual, but he soon felt that something was off. Once or twice, he might not have minded, but as it happened more often, even someone as dense as him would notice something was off, wouldn't he?
I don't know if it's because I'm thin-skinned or what, Chu Tian thought, feeling increasingly awkward. He could only say stiffly,
"Hey, you don't have to stay here. Go chat with them for a bit."
"No need, I'll just help you here. They're having a good chat, and I can't get a word in anyway."
