Su Ningyan grew more and more anxious, her hands and feet trembling as she didn't know what to do.
It affected her so much that she unknowingly directed the spoon to Junyue's nose while trying to feed him breakfast.
Junyue coughed lightly, "Niece, do you think I eat with my nose?"
Hearing Junyue's words, Su Ningyan snapped back to reality and quickly wiped his face clean with a handkerchief, "I'm sorry, Uncle... I didn't mean to do that, there was no intention for revenge."
Luckily, Mr. Lin wasn't here, otherwise, when he saw her feeding the porridge up Junyue's nose, he would have been furious.
"Let's forget this, get something else."
"Okay..." This time, Su Ningyan didn't dare to let her mind wander. Feeding Junyue was the most important thing.
After Junyue finished his breakfast, Su Ningyan was initially hungry. But when thinking about Zhengxiu's upcoming visit, any trace of her appetite had vanished.
