She was sensitive and weak, so Chuchu used an extremely cheap method, an obvious underhand tactic. However, she did not see through it and was cheated instead.

She convinced herself that Lin Bai and the others did not trust her, but when did she ever trust them?

Qin Yi lowered her phoenix eyes. She could allow herself not to hate Yun Huan, Lin Bai, and the rest. She could even not hate the Qin Family, but she could not do so. The best outcome would be to be complete strangers and never interact with them again.

Yun Huan scooped up a spoon of fish soup and blew on it, afraid that it might scald Qin Yi's mouth. He then brought it to her lips and gently coaxed her, “Come, have a taste of my fish soup to stir up your appet.i.te.”

Fish was considered a luxury good in the apocalyptic world and even a few crystal cores might not be enough to exchange for one.

Qin Yi accepted the mouthful since she was hungry. Her Origin s.p.a.ce had been sealed and she was unable to enter, leaving her to rely on Yun Huan, even if his food was terrible.

However, the fish soup was fresh, smooth, and delicious. It was the best soup she had ever had, even better than the ones she made herself.

'This… Did Yun Huan, the darkness of the culinary world, really cook this?'

Qin Yi was skeptical.

Lin Bai chuckled as though having seen through her suspicion and explained, “Yiyi, Boss personally made this.”

He did not say the rest. In fact, Yun Huan had spent the past five years refining his culinary skills. Aside from training himself, the rest of his time was spent honing his culinary skills, going from being the darkness of the culinary world to a cook that could create something edible and delicious.

No one else knew why Yun Huan was so focused on cooking, but he knew that it was for Qin Yi.

In an old mission, when Qin Yi had been injured, they hired others to prepare the food, only to see a deep resentment in Yun Huan's eyes.

He was not happy having others prepare food for Qin Yi. Yun Huan hoped that the little brat would eat only his food.

Qin Yi continued to accept the carefully descaled fish Yun Huan gave without uttering a word. Even if she had thought about it, she would never have expected Yun Huan to become a great chef simply because of all the small episodes of jealousy.

The table was filled with food that Qin Yi loved. She did not say anything while Yun Huan personally waited on her, stopping only when she was full. He took a piece of tissue and wiped her face, then gave her another kiss, all that time acting as though Lin Bai was a transparent person.

Qin Yi remained emotionless and did not say a word.

Yun Huan carried Qin Yi to the sofa and placed her down gently. He taped her nose, then spoke with joy, “Qiqi, wait for me. I'll wash some strawberries for you.”

When Yun Huan left, Qin YI suddenly asked Lib Bai, “Don't you find him weird?”

The 'him' she was referring to was naturally Yun Huan.

A look of helplessness flashed across Lin Bai's face as he replied, “Ever since you left five years ago, Boss has become more and more ice-cold, more and more emotionless, and is only a bit more normal with us around.”

Qin Yi remained silent. No one knew what she was thinking.

“Yiyi, if it is possible… I'm not asking you to forgive us, but please forgive Boss. Boss truly loves you and treats you well. If not for Chuchu, he would never have hurt you. Even after knowing that you were a girl, he did not get angry. Instead, he understood his own heart.

“Yiyi, he truly loves you. These past five years might just have been a long period of sleep for you, but for him, it was like having one leg in the grave.”

Lin Bai could not forget the decadent Yun Huan covered in blood, the wound on his belly bleeding as he curled up in the corner, alone, bottles of alcohol surrounding him as he called out for Qin Yi.