Outside the door, Leng Yanbo was stopped by the bodyguard, his face ashen. He tried to break through, but the bodyguard held him back firmly, "Leng Youchen, you coward, do you think that by hiding in there, I won't know you're keeping Anjing under house arrest, you freak!"
Inside, Wei Anning watched as Leng Youchen's handsome face darkened bit by bit. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to take a deep breath, wishing that Leng Yanbo would disappear immediately and not bring her more trouble.
She reached out her finger and poked the back of his hand that was gripping the spoon tightly, pretending to be dumb and cute, "Are you going to feed me or not, if not, I'll drink by myself."
Leng Youchen's mood lightened slightly, ignoring Leng Yanbo's shouting outside, and continued to feed Wei Anning chicken soup.
