He serves her favorite dishes—braised pork, steamed chicken—with trembling hands and red property deeds. She sits stiff, arms crossed, eyes sharp as knives. His confession? A janitor disguise forced by grandma, people chasing money, not him. She softens only when he begs: 'Please forgive me this time.' 🥲 *My Bestie Watches as My Prince Spoils Me* nails the tension between guilt and grace.