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Her heart was gradually becoming stronger and her willpower was burning. She would never fall on this battlefield!

While enduring the pain from his palms, he cleaned up all the dishes in the sink. By the time he passed by the dining hall, everyone had already started eating lunch.

No one in the Yun Family was willing to bother with her except for Aunt Zhang …

"Yi'er, your lunch is here."

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." These were ordinary words, but the tone was ice-cold. The female attendants frowned in dissatisfaction, as if they were blaming Aunt Zhang for her actions. Noticing the movement, Han Yi'er stopped in front of the kitchen door and said, "I'm not eating."

He used to eat one meal a day, so he was already used to it. It didn't matter if he ate less than one meal a day. He turned around and left the restaurant. He stood alone in the kitchen, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The cold of winter could be seen on the outside. The Yun family mansion was very warm, but why was his heart so cold right now?

"Aren't you hungry?" The man's voice came from behind him, turning around to look at Yun AoTian. He was about 1.7 meters tall, with fair skin and a sunny air, which was the complete opposite of Yun AoTian's cold aura.

"Not eating." He shook his head coldly and prepared to leave.

The man gave her a sunny smile. "You pretend to be cold, but it doesn't cover up your true feelings."

"Who said I'm faking it?" Ye Zichen frowned and looked at him in confusion.

"The look in your eyes when you look out the window betrayed your heart." The man maintained his gentle smile.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Although she didn't want to admit it, when Han Yi'er looked out the window just now, the deepest feeling in her heart couldn't be concealed …

As the evening gradually approached, the servants busied themselves with their own tasks. Following Housekeeper Li's instructions, Han Yi'er prepared dinner for the old master.

He was aimlessly searching for food in the kitchen, not knowing what he should do to help the old master.

"Xiao Han, after old master's dinner is ready, use a mixer to grind and feed it to old master."

Butler Li's meaning was …

Logically speaking, it was impossible for Old Master Yun to have lost his teeth since he was only in his 50s. If he had to use a mixer to grind food, would he have to feed it?

Could it be …

Was Old Master Yun as delirious as his mother?

Doubt arose in his heart as he looked at Housekeeper Li: "Housekeeper Li, what should I do for Master?"

"I will bring the food from tonight, you can choose a few items to make for Master."

After a while, Butler Li prepared some ingredients and casually chose a few ingredients for Old Master Yun to make dinner.

"Master likes spicy dishes." Butler Li passed a handful of dried red chilies to Han Yi'er.

She was already familiar with how to take care of her mother. After receiving the dried red pepper, she hesitated for a moment and then only put a fifth of it in. This way, her body would not be harmed.

He carried the food into Old Master Yun's bedroom on the second floor. This was the first time Han Yi'er had ever been alone with him.

Old Master Yun laid on the bed in a daze, his eyes wide open in a lifeless state.

"Uncle Yun, it's time to eat." Communicating with delirious patients is a form of psychological comfort, because they are actually very lonely...

No matter how much Yun Ao Tian did to Han Yi'er, she showed him her true feelings. It could be said that she felt a sense of responsibility, and a sense of peace in her heart.

After all, his mother was being cared for.

As he supported Old Master Yun against the headboard, he scooped a third of the soup into Old Master Yun's mouth. It was better for a patient to not eat too much in one bite, otherwise he would choke easily.

A portion of the food that was sent into Old Master Yun's mouth fell onto his body. Han Yi'er hurriedly pinched it and placed it on the bedside table.

In a short moment, the entire bowl of food was finished off by Old Master Yun. Han Yi'er's eyes were filled with happiness. At this moment, she had already abandoned all hatred in the outside world and was looking after Yun AoTian's father with her purest face.

Perhaps it was because she was curious about her father, or perhaps it was because she yearned for him in her heart, but she did not feel any sense of familiarity with him at first sight. Instead, she felt that he was very close …

Standing up from the bed, she went to the washroom and took out a towel. With her petite body, she used all the effort she could muster to wipe Old Master Yun's body and help him change his clothes.

These jobs didn't belong to her at all. However, no matter how much the kind-hearted Han Yi'er changed, she would not injure the person who did not attack her …

Once everything was settled, just as she was about to leave, Yun AoTian just happened to push open the door and enter.

The morning's events were still fresh in her mind. The moment she met Yun AoTian's gaze, her gentle face turned ice-cold: "Young Master." Ye Zichen greeted her stiffly and walked out the door.

Yun AoTian walked straight to his father's side, his ice-cold expression instantly turning into a gentle one: "Dad, I'm back." Two years ago, since his father had suffered a stroke, Yun AoTian had tried his best to push aside all social calls and return home to take care of his father.

He treated his father as well as Han Yi'er treated her mother.

The two filial children faced each other, but there was also a barrier separating them.

He reached out to pick up his father's blanket and swept it over his father's pajamas.

This pajamas is different from the one I had in the morning.

Could it be?

It was impossible for that woman to have such great strength to move her father. It was likely because of Butler Li and the others.

Just as he was about to leave, he caught sight of the leftover food on the bedside table …

In that instant, Yun AoTian's eyes were filled with rage. Pick it up and look...

He quickly rushed out of his father's room. The sound of hurrying footsteps attracted the attention of all the servants. They stood in the hall on the first floor. The air in the hall froze.

The servants did not even dare to breathe loudly. They knew that someone would be in trouble if the normally elegant and well-mannered young master showed such an expression.

"Who cooked the food for the old master today!"

A furious roar echoed throughout the entire hall, and Han Yi'er, who was standing in the dining hall, could hear it clearly.

She strode out of the restaurant and walked to Yun AoTian's side: "I made dinner."

Yun AoTian stared at her with burning anger in his eyes, his fist clenched tightly, as if he was about to shoot an arrow: "Didn't anyone tell you that your old master has high blood pressure? Isn't it better to eat high cholesterol?!"

Old Master Yun has high blood pressure?

Crap! Those were just high calorie items. What should he do? Master Yun was already sick, if his blood pressure was unstable, wouldn't that just add to the problem?

How could he be so stupid? He didn't even know that it was normal for the middle-aged man to have multiple problems. It was his own negligence and his own fault!

He hoped that nothing would happen to the old master. Otherwise, it would be a pity if he died. Han Yi'er was cursing herself in her heart, but she continued to look coldly at Yun AoTian as she asked, "Young Master, I've asked you about your old master's illness before, and how you answered me. Do you remember?"