Chapter 73: If I'm Impotent, Then You Should Be Worried

Yu Gangan naively and innocently smiled at the man, "If you call me Little Pervert again, I will use that recipe on you."

For men, impotence was a nightmare.

She was sure that Fang Zhihan would be frightened and he'd stop provoking her.

But, not only was Fang Zhihan not frightened, his lips even curved into a smile as he looked at her dotingly. He then said gently, "You really are a Little Pervert."

Yu Gangan: "..."

Yu Gangan stared at Fang Zhihan's handsome face and peered into his dark eyes with disbelief. She couldn't believe he was so calm.

But, the man's expression did not change as he looked at her comfortably, warming her heart like a spring breeze.

Yu Gangan furrowed her brows, "...aren't you afraid that I'd feed this recipe to you?"

Fang Zhihan's voice was gentle like wind drifting through delicate willow trees, "If I'm impotent, then you should be worried."

"Me?" Yu Gangan blinked as she pointed at herself. "Why should I be worried?"

"What do you think?" Fang Zhihan rested his head on his hand as a faintly evil look appeared in his eyes.

Yu Gangan was angry, but dumbfounded, "..."

Fang Zhihan saw that she was confused, but her face was both adorable and angry. Although he didn't laugh, there was a slight amusement that hung to the corner of his lips.

Without saying a word, he picked up his chopsticks and started grabbing some food.

Yu Gangan's forehead creased tighter and tighter until she suddenly realized what the man was saying.

How dare this man take advantage of her? Yu Gangan's beautiful eyes focused. All of a sudden, her chopsticks flew across the table to snatch Fang Zhihan's food.

Fang Zhihan glanced at the woman and went to grab a different piece of food.

But, Yu Gangan was ruthlessly quick as she stretched over to snatch this piece as well.

No matter what Fang Zhihan tried to grab, she immediately snatched it.

Fang Zhihan's lips curved up in amusement as he stopped grabbing food from the pot. Instead, when the woman let down her guard, he went to grab the food straight out of her bowl.

Everything in Yu Gangan's bowl was covered in chili. Originally, Yu Gangan thought the man didn't eat spicy food. But, when he popped the food in his mouth, he did not furrow his brows at all.

After dinner, Yu Gangan concluded that Fang Zhihan was powerful but evil. He was like a steel wall; no matter what she did, it was impossible to tear off his cold and emotionless mask.

She couldn't gain a single thing from him and it frustrated her.

How was he her husband? If he was her husband, would it kill him to yield to her a little?

Yu Gangan was angry for quite some time after.

But then, she started to think, if he could eat spicy food, then he didn't order the clear soup for himself, but for the sake of her health.

If that was the case, then actually...he wasn't all that bad.

After a busy day, Yu Gangan returned home, had a shower and headed to bed. But, just as she got into bed, she received a phone call from Song Chabai.

"Oh...I'm not disturbing you, am I?" Song Chabai teased on the other end of the phone.

This ambiguous voice was super cheeky. Yu Gangan immediately understood what her friend was trying to say, so she said helplessly, "Song Chabai, do I need to bring my medicine chest and apply some acupuncture to your brain tomorrow?"

Song Chabai whimpered innocently, "Don't be so harsh, you're not single anymore, so I was honestly afraid that I'd disturb your 'exercise' with your husband."