Chu Linfeng put the spoon in the bowl, raised his hand and touched the corner of the woman's mouth, wiping off the porridge on the corner of her mouth, with a smile that could not be hidden in her eyes, "Look at you, still like when you were young, always eating like that."

Mu Jin laughed heartlessly, "Don't bring up the past anymore, just forget about the past, forget about it, forget about it."

They chatted merrily, but no one noticed — the dark face of the man beside the bed, with his back to them, grew even darker.

Mu Jin was really hungry now, she ate the congee that Chu Linfeng had fed her one bite at a time. Not long later, she had finished eating a bowl of corn and vegetable congee.

After she ate the porridge, the man's slender fingers elegantly pulled out a tissue from the paper. He gently wiped the porridge from the corner of his mouth for her, "Don't you feel that you're like the landowner's mistress now, and I'm like a long worker serving you, allowing you to do whatever you want?"

Mu Jin squinted his crescent moon-like eyes, and waved his hand at Chu Linfeng, "How is that a worker, you are clearly a servant."

Chu Linfeng was very cooperative, as he sat on the chair and bowed to her. He pinched his throat and jokingly said: "Young Mistress Wandering, little girl Lin Feng, please give me your instructions."

After he finished speaking, he straightened his body and lightly pursed his lips, his handsome eyes curving up into a smile.

It was rare for him, who was usually calm, to start a joke.

Mu Jin's melodious laughter once again sounded out in the sickroom.

In the light, Mu Jin saw that they were on the other side of the bed. The other man reached out and took out the Fire Dragon Fruit from the basket on the bedside table.

With a cold face, he took the washed fruit knife and cut it in half at the waist. Then he sliced it in a horizontal, vertical, and oblique direction.

The man put away the sharp fruit knife and picked up the fork his followers prepared beforehand.

On top of the shiny silver fork, there was a piece of rose-red Flaming Dragon Fruit meat. It was very eye-catching.

The man's two slender hands were busy holding onto the fruit in his right hand and holding onto it with his left hand to prevent the juice from dripping down, while holding onto the fork.

His cold voice contained a rare gentleness, "Ruoxi, eat some fruits."

Qiao Ruoxi pouted at Li Shusi, "Thank you, Brother Si."

The man, piece by piece, patiently fed the fruits to his fiancee. His movements were light and his eyes were soft. The scene was very sweet.

Qiao Ruoxi had a sweet smile on her face the whole time, the timid one, yet staring straight at him, he discovered that from time to time, he was looking at the woman on the other sickbed. Even though the expression in his eyes was cold enough, the smile on her face was still frozen for an instant.

He obediently allowed her to feed him.

The air in the ward was filled with sweetness, Mu Jin suddenly felt that the mouth that had just drunk the porridge was filled with a bitter taste.

Even though she had already learned to let go of her love for Li Shusi after two years abroad, when she saw that was very, very good to another woman, she still felt a little pain from the bottom of her heart.

Her fingers curled up as she softly said to Chu Linfeng: "The room is so stuffy, let's go out for a walk?"

The man looked at her and nodded.

Mu Jin and Chu Linfeng left the sickroom.

The Fire Dragon Fruit Li Shusi gave Qiao Ruoxi was also finished.

Qiao Ruoxi did not dare to say anything more to him, and only asked him gently: Brother Si, was that person just now Miss Mu's boyfriend?

The man suddenly looked up. Qiao Ruoxi pursed his lips and said, "Earlier, Miss Mu looked for me and said you guys … "But I also said that she didn't do it on purpose. There were people who framed her. Back then, I didn't really believe her, which was why I had such a ruckus with you. Right now …"