Ou Chengtian was speechless. Yet, his eyes overflowed with amusement and he said nothing.
What could be more fulfilling than seeing his lover eat the food he had cooked with such transparency joy?
"How was Ziqian today?" Ou Chengtian inquired while chewing on his food.
"Oh, he seemed fine. He didn't show any discomfort. I guess he must have recovered," Xia Liyou affirmed. In the morning, she indeed saw her son Ziqian going to school lively and spirited. At first, she was worried about him but later decided not to think about it.
"Really? If so, that's good." Ou Chengtian said lightly, yet he felt a bit strange. Given his understanding of his son, Xia Ziqian was not going to recover that easily.
The only explanation was that the little chap was pretending, again.
