Auntie, looking at Su Xiaowan in this state, felt a pang of heartache and said through her tears, "Xiao Wan, don't be impatient about your second cousin's matter. We'll take it slowly. If it doesn't work out, then it's fate..."
"Don't wear yourself out over his problems. Look at yourself now, what a state you're in! Xiao Wan, don't do this, it breaks your auntie's heart..."
Su Xiaowan forced a smile and wiped away Auntie's tears, saying, "It's nothing, Auntie. I just haven't been eating well lately, nothing tastes right, and I've been lacking energy. Ever since Han Dongchen left, I've been like this day by day. It's been several days now. If Auntie could make me more chicken soup, I'd recover quickly. I'm young, after all..."
