Tianxue quickly said, "Lower your voice, lower your voice!"
With a sob, Wanqing embraced him and began to cry.
He opened his mouth, speaking softly, "Don't cry. I'm not angry with you, I'm just worried about you."
Wanqing didn't blame him for raising his voice at her. After crying for a few minutes, she let him go and said, "I want to eat, I want porridge!"
Mu Tianying was taken aback, but he immediately said, "I'm going right away! Don't cry anymore!"
He ran downstairs and ordered the hotel staff to make some light dishes and cook a pot of congee, then took it upstairs to eat with Wanqing and Tianxue.
Both he and Tianxue comforted Wanqing, and she slowly ate two bowls of rice and a piece of cornbread. Seeing this, he felt relieved, but considering that porridge was not filling, he suggested they have a late-night snack later.
Wanqing agreed without giving it much thought, and asked, "How is the police investigation going?"
