"That's good." The Old Madam nodded and turned to look at Gu Feimo.
"Eat well, and take your medicine after you eat. Shushu is willing to come back, did you hear that?"
Gu Feimo still wore a stern face, but Xia Yinian could clearly sense a trace of joy between his brows.
Is Senior Feimo's need for Shushu really just a necessity?
This question, Xia Yinian didn't have an answer to, but she really wanted to know.
For a young master who lost his parents at a young age, perhaps he appears strong and capable of everything.
But, there might be times when they can't even express their own thoughts.
At least, Xia Yinian felt that Seventh Young Master was such a person, though she wasn't sure if Gu Feimo was the same.
The few people watched the person on the bed eat porridge, and the room became quiet.
About two minutes later, Xia Yinian's phone rang.
She took out her phone, glanced at it, and immediately turned around and walked out.
