Fang Yusheng walked to his seat and sat down. He calmly said, "Sorry for the delay."
Seeing him take his seat, the others stopped their conversation.
Fang Yusheng hadn't put on sunglasses today, but his eyelids were closed as though he were sleepwalking.
Qiao Jiuyin scooped a bowl of porridge for Fang Yusheng and handed it to him.
"Thank you," Fang Yusheng said to Qiao Jiuyin.
Qiao Jiuyin replied that it was nothing much. She then walked to Fang Mu and sat down.
Fang Yusheng touched the edge of the bowl, then reached out for the spoon. He scooped a spoonful of hot porridge, blew on it, and brought it to his mouth. The action was very beautiful. Just as Fang Yusheng put the porridge into his mouth, a slight frown appeared on his face. Almost no one in the Fang family knew that the Fang family's eldest young master was allergic to eggs.
