Married at First Sight Chapter 5193

Junyan hung up the phone quickly.

Long Ting’s face flushed slightly; his sister’s words felt like a slap in the face, implying he was useless.

He truly couldn’t do anything about Chu Jiu.

Knowing that only his three sisters could persuade Chu Jiu, he had no choice but to shamelessly bother Junyan.

At Uncle Zhan’s house, he had troubled Beibei.

Even his adoptive parents couldn’t convince Chu Jiu.

Chu Jiu remained silent. She quietly returned to the kitchen, brought out her unfinished breakfast, and sat down at one end of the table, keeping a distance from Long Ting.

“Young Master thought my breakfast was too bland, so what I ate was indeed different from his,”

Chu Jiu explained briefly before continuing to eat her breakfast. After

finishing her breakfast, she had to go out and check the young master’s car, worried that someone might tamper with his phone.

Yes, Chu Jiu knew how to repair cars; not only her, but Long Ting’s bodyguards and even he himself did as well.

Anyone who dared to tamper with Long Ting’s car would be easily discovered, because they would always inspect it before letting Long Ting use it. They

had been living under this high-pressure environment for years.

They all hoped Long Ting would quickly avenge his family; once the revenge was complete and the bad guys were brought to justice, they wouldn’t have to be so tense anymore.

Even Long Ting’s bodyguards were replaced by Flying Eagle every year, fearing the bodyguards couldn’t withstand the high-pressure lifestyle and would become too stressed, which could be detrimental to Long Ting.

Of all the replacements, only Chu Jiu remained. Her resilience was exceptional, far surpassing that of the other bodyguards, and besides, she and Long Ting were bound together, sharing life and death.

“You can cook what you like to eat; you don’t have to eat the same as me,”

Long Ting said, watching Chu Jiu eat. “Yan Yan said you should eat with me from now on; I really don’t enjoy my food when I eat alone.”Chu Jiu didn’t look up at him, only humming in response.

After a pause, Long Ting cautiously asked her, “Chu Jiu, do you think I’m using Yan Yan to pressure you?”

“No. Young Master, you’re overthinking it. Young Master, hurry up and eat, you have to go to work later.”

Chu Jiu reminded him that today wasn’t a day off, and every minute he spent outside the house was precious; he couldn’t waste time.

Long Ting said, “I know, don’t rush me. I can only relax at home; outside, I have to wear a mask.”

“Don’t eat so fast, you’re churning it out like a whirlwind. Eat slowly.”

“I’m used to it.”

While Long Ting kept talking, Chu Jiu had already finished her breakfast. Then, she got up, cleared the dishes, and went to the kitchen to wash them.

Long Ting: “…”

He wanted her to eat breakfast with him, but in just two or three minutes, she was already full.

And he hadn’t eaten yet.

In the end, he was still alone facing the long dining table.

After washing the dishes, Chu Jiu went out to prepare for the day’s work.

Before leaving, she reminded Long Ting not to dawdle, as his breakfast would get cold and wouldn’t taste good.

After Chu Jiu left, Long Ting’s phone rang with a new WeChat message.

It was from his sister, Jun Yan.

Jun Yan asked him if his sister had eaten breakfast with him.