Wen Zao nodded, and after the two doctors left the ointment, they retreated. As soon as they left, the Filipino maid brought the night snack into the bedroom.
It was a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat congee, along with four refreshing side dishes.
"Young Master, let me feed the Miss," the Filipino maid said respectfully.
"No need, I'll do it. You can leave," Wen Zao took the tray, placed the congee in his hands, stirred it with a spoon, then blew on a spoonful and, ensuring it wasn't too hot, brought it to Ye Xixi's mouth.
Since Wen Zao found her, he has kept a stern face, his aura particularly gloomy and cold. From the villa to Eagle Castle, more than four hours had passed, yet Wen Zao hadn't said a word to Ye Xixi.
Ye Xixi felt she was in trouble, thinking her brother must be very angry, so she pouted, looking eagerly at Wen Zao like a little pitiable troublemaker. She didn't dare to say a word, only lowering her head, reflecting on her mistakes.
