Jing Yiren and Lu Ming chatted casually for a bit before hanging up.
Jing Yiren put her phone back in her bag.
Returning to the bedside, she suddenly lost her appetite to feed Yue Feng due to the recent call from Lu Ming.
She felt such behavior was too intimate, not fitting for their previous relationship.
Jing Yiren picked up the flatbread, tore it in half and stuffed it into Yue Feng's hand.
"I don't eat much, I can't finish a whole flatbread, so I'll share half with you!"
The moment she finished speaking, Jing Yiren froze.
Memories began to flood back. She seemed to have said something similar to someone before but she couldn't recall who it was.
Jing Yiren thought for quite a while before she remembered.
She had said these words to a man she had been secretly engaged to.
Jing Yiren stared blankly at Yue Feng's handsome face wrapped in bandages.
Images of Yue Feng's phoenix eyes appeared in her mind, reminding her of King Qiu's identical gaze.
