In the private room.
On the table, over ten dishes.
Wang Hai was devouring them.
And beside him, Su Wanqiu was overflowing with maternal love, and said with concern, "Don't rush, Xiaohai, there's plenty, eat slowly. Here, have some water, don't choke."
As she spoke,
she picked up the teacup, blew on it, tasted it lightly, and only fed him when confirmed it wasn't too hot.
"Mm... Thank you, Sister Wanqiu."
Wang Hai thanked while chewing his food.
His gratitude brought tears to Su Wanqiu's eyes again.
Dropping one by one onto her clothes.
And beside them, Su Yun several times couldn't resist wanting to speak.
But Chen Xuan, knowing her personality, stopped her, shook his head towards her.
Gestured for her not to ask yet, let Xiaohai eat his fill first.
Although,
He also had many questions he wanted to ask.
After a long while.
Wang Hai finally stopped eating, and Su Wanqiu picked up a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, asked with concern, "Are you full?"
