Jing Yiren's mouth twitched. What on earth was going on? How did they suddenly become a family?
Lu Ming was feeding Jing Yiren ginseng tea spoonful by spoonful, casting a disgusted glance at Qiuqiu as if he wanted nothing to do with them.
After Jing Yiren finished her tea, Lu Ming pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth.
Only then did Jing Yiren ask: "Has Yue Feng returned to the country?"
"Hmm!" Lu Ming put down the teacup and replied indifferently.
If it weren't for Yue Feng's help, he, Jing Yiren, and their children might all be dead by now.
He and Jing Yiren owed Yue Feng another favor.
"Has his eyesight been restored?"
"Hmm!" Lu Ming responded faintly.
"..." Jing Yiren fell silent, feeling guilty every time she thought about the fact that her restored eyesight was thanks to Yue Feng's corneal donation.
Before she could even thank him, he had left. By the time he reappeared, he had regained his sight.
