"Let's go, sister will make you something delicious!"
Xiang Anning carried the child to the kitchen.
Lingxian was almost weightless, and for someone as strong as Xiang Anning, carrying Lingxian around was nearly effortless.
She carefully prepared a dish suitable for children, but even though Lingxian clearly seemed very hungry, she refused to eat. Even when Xiang Anning tried to feed her, she wouldn't eat, no matter how much she coaxed her.
"I want Uncle!" Lingxian said.
With no other choice, Xiang Anning had to ask Bingqing for help.
"Master...!"
"The person you took in is your responsibility. Don't call me!" Bingqing didn't even listen and wouldn't open the door.
"Lingxian is about to faint from hunger!" Xiang Anning had to exaggerate.
But the little one in her arms was growing weaker, lying on Xiang Anning and trembling, indeed not far from fainting from hunger.
She thought, once again, that Bingqing wouldn't pay any attention.
