Nan Sichen looked up at Qin Yin, who still smiled gently, "I bought the stuff back, eat it or don't eat it, it's up to you."
She turned to leave.
Nan Sichen stood up, grabbed her wrist, and looked at her intently, "I'll eat."
Just as he picked up his chopsticks to eat, Nan Jingkang still stopped him, "Chenchen."
She then turned to Qin Yin and said, "Why don't you eat first? Yinyin hasn't eaten, right? Eat some while it's hot."
"Okay." Qin Yin poured another bowl of porridge from the thermos, picked up a disposable spoon and scooped a sip, silently drank it, then picked a bite of each small dish before putting down the chopsticks, looking deeply at Nan Sichen, and softly asked, "Is that enough?"
Seeing Qin Yin had eaten, Nan Jingkang also let go of the hand stopping Nan Sichen from eating. Nan Sichen looked at Qin Yin, and softly called out, "Yinyin."
"Go ahead and eat." Qin Yin took a deep breath, eyes filled with a strong sense of hurt, and turned away from the ward.
