"What's wrong?" Ye Xinluo asked.
"There's a bit of an issue at the company; I might have to go over there."
But he still wasn't completely reassured.
"Then go, I'll be fine at home by myself, no need to worry."
As she spoke, she was about to reach for the cut fruit.
Lately, Ye Xinluo particularly craved apples. Initially, Beichen Rui was worried they were too cold for her to eat, but he eventually caved to her persistent persuasion and got her some.
With a slightly stern face, he said, "Don't eat too much!"
"Okay..." Ye Xinluo nodded, "I just want to satisfy my craving a bit, I won't eat too much. Didn't you say the company has issues? Then go quickly. If anything happens, I'll call the servants. Don't treat me like a child; I can take care of myself!"
