No matter how stupid Yi Tong was, he knew that it was all thanks to Meng Fu. He turned to Meng Fu and said seriously, " thank you ...
When she turned around, she saw Meng Fu's pale face.
She had a cold, pale complexion to begin with, and now she looked even paler. sit down first.
Yi Tong immediately brought a chair over for Meng Fu.
Old Madam Ji sat up and looked at Meng Fu worriedly. little Meng, are you alright? I told you not to use too much strength."
"I'm fine." Meng Fu raised his hand, his expression unconcerned.
Outside, mother Ji brought a plate with two bowls on it. One was for old Madam Ji, and the other was ginseng soup for Meng Fu.
"Miss Meng, you should replenish your qi and blood first." Mother Ji handed the ginseng soup to Meng Fu, her tone even more respectful than before.
Meng Fu,"..." Thank you,"
