The hole in the wall

The more he knew, the angrier Lin Murong became.

"They're just a bunch of animals." He was so angry that he lost all desire to eat.

He slammed his fist into the wall fiercely.

And then...

There was a new dent in the wall.

"Cough, that was unexpected." Lin Murong awkwardly withdrew his hand. He hadn't used much force, had he?

So how did he make a dent?

Lin Murong looked at his hands, without a single mark, who would have thought these were hands that could punch holes in walls?

"You... never mind." Su Yinhe sighed.

It had been so many days, and Lin Murong still hadn't learned to control himself, his appetite growing ever larger.

That was fine, she could accept that he ate a lot.

The main point was, it wasn't his food he was eating.

Lin Murong was well aware of this, always going to Chi Yan when he was hungry.

What he ate was Chi Yan's.

Not hers.

So it didn't matter how much Lin Murong ate, as long as Chi Yan didn't mind.