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Yan Qingfan saw that Yan Luoluo did not have the slightest intention to pursue the matter, causing her anger to dissipate by half, but he still chose to ignore Mu Beihan.

Hearing Yan Luoluo's words, Mu Beihan's expression calmed down, but he remained cold on the surface, "My time is very tight, what if I take care of your company here?"

Yan Luoluo was supported to lie down on the bed, and almost wrote the word "unhappy" on her face, "True, after all, she is the CEO of a few million yuan in a minute, a small employee like me cannot compare up to him."

They had clearly only not seen each other for a day and a night, but Yan Luoluo felt as if a month had passed, the more she suppressed and the stronger her thoughts became.

"Mommy, didn't you say yesterday that you felt a stomachache? Did you call the doctor to have a look?"

When did she say that? Why didn't she know?

Seeing Yan Qingfan's weird appearance, he immediately understood. Before she could reply, the man behind his had already called the main doctor over and examined Yan Luoluo once more.

After confirming over and over again that nothing was amiss, the doctor was finally released. Ever since this incident, the attending physician would run to the ward whenever he was free, afraid that he would be left out of work the next day.

"Mommy, didn't you say yesterday that you want to eat black chicken soup? If Sister Song isn't here, what can we do?"

"Two servings of chicken soup. Send it to the address I gave you."

"Mommy, didn't you say that your mouth is dry and you want to eat fruits?"

"Send me all the fruits that the Merchant Shop can buy."

An hour later, the sickroom was filled with all kinds of dazzling items, and steaming hot soya chicken soup was still on the table.

Yan Qingfan covered his mouth and giggled, facing Mu Beihan's excellent performance, the anger from before disappeared.

"Mommy!"

"I don't want anything else."

Yan Luoluo anxiously declined, Mu Beihan reflexively picked up his phone and got ready to give instructions, the two of them anxiously looked at Yan Qingfan, and unknowingly, they were played around by a little kid.

The two of them looked at each other, the smell of gunpowder was no longer in the air. However, she had really searched for this Blackchicken Soup yesterday, but how did Fanfan find out about it?

Seeing that the two of them did not make any movements, Yan Qingfan became extremely anxious, why does Uncle Mu not even know how to chase after girls?

He raised his injured arm and pointed to the black chicken soup on the table, "Uncle Mu, is this soup for us?"

Mu Beihan rolled up his sleeves, picked up the spoon and scooped out the soup. He blew lightly twice, placed it beside Yan Luoluo's lips, and said in a low voice: "Be good and drink it, or else I can't promise that I won't feed you any other way."

Yan Luoluo paused, and still opened his mouth to drink one mouthful. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but this time, the soup was especially delicious. She couldn't help but open his mouth, wanting to drink another mouthful.

Just like a child wanting to eat candy, Yan Luoluo opened her mouth wide and pointed with one finger, looking at Mu Beihan in anticipation, "Ah!"

One spoonful after another, they quickly finished eating. Yan Luoluo licked his lips in satisfaction, she never thought that there would be a day when she was fed soup.

Only after eating her fill did Yan Luoluo feel that something was wrong with Mu Beihan. Although she had accepted Fanfan, he had not reached the point where she could listen to everything Mu Beihan said.

The more she looked at the things in the room, the more Yan Luoluo thought, the more she felt that something was amiss. She stared at Mu Beihan, wanting to see something in his eyes.

"Are you hiding something from me?"