Aunt Chen finished speaking and then left the dining room.
Zhong Lingling didn't really care about what Aunt Chen said, and she didn't expect that as soon as Aunt Chen's voice faded, Xiang Yimo actually ladled an entire bowl of bass soup into his own bowl.
Then, throughout the meal, he only ate foods like bass, as well as leeks and Chinese yam which are supposed to have nourishing properties.
Zhong Lingling had an expression of dismay, thinking that she was probably going to suffer again tonight.
It seems that she also needed to eat more, or else her spirit would be willing, but her flesh would be weak, unable to keep up with Xiang Yimo.
The two didn't speak, seriously eating their meals in silence.
Indeed, Aunt Chen's efforts weren't in vain. After finishing this nourishing feast, Zhong Lingling felt much better.
When night fell, she wasn't afraid of dealing with Xiang Yimo anymore but lay washed and clean in bed, waiting for Xiang Yimo.
