"Mhm." Chu Yihan responded solemnly. Just as Su Ge was about to walk out, her wrist was suddenly grasped. The man looked at her with a pained expression, "Have you eaten enough?"
"Of course." Su Ge smiled and nodded.
The man did not say much, and then released her wrist.
Su Ge turned and walked outside.
As she turned, the smile on her lips noticeably lifted a bit.
It's rare for him to still care whether she has eaten enough or is hungry at times like these.
With such a husband, what more can one ask for?
The night was deep, and in the vast, boundless night sky, not a single star could be seen.
Su Ge had just arrived at Grandpa Chu's residence when she heard a bout of coughing.
As she entered, the servant who had been attending to Old Master at dinner had just cleared the table.
And Grandpa Chu was lying in bed with his eyes open, his gaze sharp and spirited.
"Grandpa." Su Ge hurried over to sit by the bed.
Grandpa Chu's gaze immediately shifted to her, "Xiao Ge is here."
