"Hmm! Sister Huan, I understand, I get it, it's just that I have no appetite, that's all, but I will take good care of myself!" Xia Qingqian nodded heavily, a tear dropping into the bowl. She sniffed, thinking to pick up the bowl to eat, but Sister Huan took the bowl from her hand and said, "Look at you crying like a little flower cat, with tears dropping into the bowl, you're still going to eat? Let me get you a clean bowl."
Xia Qingqian smiled without saying a word, watching Sister Huan bring her a new bowl. She took it and said, "Thanks, this ginger pig trotters smell really nice! I've never eaten this before, but sometimes at home, I'd smell this scent, it's so tempting..."
"Eat more, it's good for your health!" Sister Huan, seeing her finally willing to eat, felt relieved.
At this moment, the door was pushed open. Sister Huan quickly got up from the bed and said to the newcomer, "Young Master!"
