Fu Shiyan lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, his voice indifferent, "Thank you."
After speaking, he slowly and elegantly continued eating the other dishes, but he did not touch the curry shrimp.
Ruan Qingqing awkwardly curved her lips, carefully wiping her pale fingers.
She spoke softly, "During the years you weren't here, An Yan had a tough time, especially when busy. I would pick up Anan and Yanyan on her behalf."
Fu Shiyan put down his chopsticks, "Yanyan really trusts you."
Ruan Qingqing nodded, "Yes, previously at Bogelin Manor in Country C, I was responsible for her meals and daily care.
During that time, she was blind and deaf. It wasn't easy.
When she was rescued from the high seas, she had lost too much blood.
The first time I saw her, my initial thought was she looked like a corpse, her face utterly devoid of any color.
I cried right then, not knowing why, just feeling deeply pained for her."
