Tong Ran felt relieved after hearing his words, as if her whole body had been tightly wound and then loosened. She couldn't help but mutter, "It's good that everything's fine, it's good that everything's fine..."
Chen An's eyes couldn't help but tear up. He quickly turned around and walked towards the window, "Hurry up and eat, I'll take good care of you. I don't want to get beaten by Nanjue."
Tong Ran held the spoon and scooped up some rice. In truth, she had no appetite at all, but she couldn't not eat. Waves of nausea surged as she chewed, and she drank some soup, forcing herself to swallow.
The room was very quiet. Surprisingly, Tong Ran was very obedient, eating the meal bite by bite. The nutritional meal was well-prepared, and she didn't pick, eating a bit of everything.
Chen An didn't leave; he just watched her finish eating.
Tong Ran put down the spoon and wiped her mouth, "I'm done eating."
