Yue Chi knew very well why Yue Xi was busy. Gong Han, who was at the side, only frowned slightly and said worriedly, "Father can't do this. I'll get Auntie to make some tonic soup and send it over later. He's getting on age and has to take good care of his body."
Yue Han did not respond to Gong Han's words. He only said calmly and emotionlessly, "Let's eat first."
At this moment, both Yue Chi and Gong Han could feel that Yue Han seemed to be in a bad mood.
The dining table was much quieter than before after all.
In the evening, Gong Han brought the fruits to Yue Han's study and asked worriedly, "I saw that you were in a bad mood when we were having dinner just now. Did something happen?"
Yue Han raised his cold eyes, which were sharp and murderous. Gong Han subconsciously took a step back, her expression filled with fear and trepidation.
"…What's wrong?" Gong Han asked carefully.
