Ming Xiu's voice was a little hoarse. Knowing that Huo qingge was sick made him angry. This was a feeling he had never felt before.
To him, women were just tools to satisfy his physical needs. Even a woman like Tong Jiahui, who was good at playing hard to get, could only arouse his physical desires and nothing else.
However, Huo qingge was different. She had always been the one in his heart all these years.
He had never treated a person or an incident so carefully before. However, in order to make Huo qingge eat better, he would put in a lot of effort to think of what to make for her.
After all, the conditions here were limited, and they were in danger of being exposed if they went out once.
It would be fine if he was alone, but these brothers were his responsibility. He could not let them take the risk with him.
Huo qingge looked at Ming Xiu and could clearly feel the anger in his voice.
