"Nothing." Xuxu shook her head lightly and then nodded. "I understand."
She released her grip and withdrew her hand slowly.
Knock knock knock.
Knocking sounds could be heard coming from behind. Yan Rusheng turned around and took a glance at the door which was left ajar. As instructed, the servant brought some food up.
When the servant walked over, Yan Rusheng extended his hand and said, "Give it to me."
With both hands, the servant presented the bowl to Yan Rusheng with a humble nod. "Third Young Master, I'll take my leave."
The servant left the room and closed the door lightly.
Yan Rusheng looked at the bowl of porridge. It was a bowl of bird's nest porridge that he'd instructed them to prepare earlier.
He stirred it lightly, scooped out a spoonful and brought it towards Xuxu. "Open your mouth."
His tone was still as cold as before.
Xuxu was startled and looked at Yan Rusheng without moving her mouth.
