Qiao Yucong also took out Mu Xingye's, "This is Young Master Mu's, and this portion is Baby Mu's."
"Have you eaten yet? How come I don't see yours?" Xia Pengpeng asked Qiao Yucong.
"Of course, I have eaten. It's you two who are injured and weak; you need to eat well and recover."
Xia Pengpeng picked up Baby Mu, and the three of them gathered around a small table, happily eating their meal.
Outside the hospital room, a figure stood watching the harmonious scene inside, the corners of his lips involuntarily lifting into a smile.
This face hadn't shown such a smile in a very long time.
Jun Wan came to the hospital room and saw Lin Ziyun standing in front of the window, his gaze softer than she had ever seen before.
"Uncle Lin," Jun Wan called out.
Lin Ziyun, absorbed in the view, turned around, "Xiao Wan, how is your injury?"
"I'm fine."
"That's good. You should focus on recovering during this time."
"Yes." Jun Wan nodded.
