Jian Ning breathed a sigh of relief. Speaking meant the alternate personality believed half of it. She didn’t expect him to fully believe her anyway. She had few scenes, would soon finish shooting, and would have no further contact with Sun Nan. This matter would be over.
Jian Ning’s smile became more genuine: “Of course it’s true.”
Jiao Yu didn’t quite believe it, but since Jian Ning had said so, he had no reason to say more, risking annoying her and escalating the conflict into an argument.
He had already decided that starting tomorrow, wherever Jian Ning went, he would follow. The alternate personality surely thought the same – she wouldn’t be able to easily send him away with a few words.
Jiao Yu stood up: “Let’s go eat.”
Jian Ning was surprised: “You cooked?”
Jiao Yu’s ear tips reddened slightly, softly humming in agreement, and quickly walked away.
He thought Jian Ning’s words were strange.
What was wrong with him cooking? It was such a normal thing, why be so surprised?
He wasn’t like the alternate personality, obsessed with love to the point of desperation. A mere phone call couldn’t affect him at all!
Jian Ning snapped back to reality and followed Jiao Yu to the dining table. She also thought the dishes were probably made by the main personality. As for this childish ghost who scared and threatened her, it was definitely the alternate personality.
However…
Jian Ning picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth, her face twisting momentarily from the saltiness.
“……” Had Jiao Yu added a pound of salt?!
“What’s wrong?” Jiao Yu asked, simultaneously bringing out another dish and a bowl of rice, placing them in front of himself and eating casually.
Jian Ning stood up, took a bite from his plate, then looked at the dishes in front of her and his plate, raising an eyebrow in disbelief: “What are you doing?”
The two sets of dishes were completely different, clearly intentional on Jiao Yu’s part.
Jiao Yu looked up, meeting Jian Ning’s eyes, suddenly smiling.
Jian Ning was confused: “Why are you laughing?”
Jiao Yu’s mood seemed to instantly improve, his eyes sparkling: “Next time, if a drunk man steals your phone again, you’ll eat salted vegetables for a month.
