"Zhou Feng agreed with a nod, and scooped out a bowl of porridge from the thermos, "Indeed, although I don't like Xiaofei, if she had been taken back to the Su family at that time, her situation might not be as it is now, and she wouldn't have treated Miss that way."
"Alas, it's too late to say all this now," Su Hui sighed, propping himself up on the bed, straining to move backwards. But things didn't go as planned, his legs felt as though they weighed a ton, making movement impossible. He reached down to hammer his legs, "It seems I need to pave the way for Xiaonian soon. This old body of mine won't hold up much longer."
"Master, you shouldn't say such things. There's still plenty of time," Zhou Feng assisted Su Hui in moving back a little, then placed breakfast on the small table by the sickbed, pushing it in front of him.
"You all don't need to comfort me. I know my own body the best," Su Hui waved his hand, signaling for Zhou Feng not to say more.
