"It's windy outside, so it's not advisable to go out." Feng Shaojin walked over quickly, and hugged Xiu'er, "Xiu'er is just right, her body is weak like you, it's better to read and write in the study."
Mo Lingwei looked at the tall man standing in front of him. His face and neck were covered with deep and shallow bloodstains, with scabs formed on them. At a glance, they were densely covered like spider webs.
It was something she grabbed with her fingernails when she was desperate before she passed out.
Seeing these faint blood scabs at this moment, Mo Lingwei's heart was unprecedentedly peaceful, without any regret or guilt, nor the slightest debt, nor did she feel that she had done something wrong.
She has been suppressed for too long, and she needs an outlet to vent her emotions, otherwise, she will definitely go crazy.
Facing Feng Shaojin, this exquisite egoist, she no longer had any expectations. This man will always ignore the interests of others in order to achieve his own goals.
Apart from the honor and disgrace of the Feng family, it seemed that there was nothing he really cared about.
Her position in his heart was nothing more than that.
Mo Lingwei's head and expression were unprecedentedly calm.
Feng Shaojin looked at her, thinking of her irritability and breakdown two days ago, and thought that she must still be angry and would continue to blame him to some extent, but unfortunately he was wrong.
When she faced him, her face was even more cold and indifferent than before.
It seemed that everything that happened in the past few days was just a dispensable dream.
Feng Shaojin bit her back teeth, and the masseter muscles on the side of her face gradually tightened. She clearly stood in front of him alive, but her soul seemed to have drifted away long ago.
Feng Shaojin didn't know what to do, so he could only hold the child tightly in his arms, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips, and said in a warm voice: "You have slept for two and a half days, and you have nothing to eat or drink, go down and eat something .”
Mo Lingwei nodded.
Feng Shaojin was overjoyed, and freed a hand to hold her slender wrist. He thought she would refuse, but he didn't expect that she would put her wrist in the warm palm so quietly, without struggling. , no objection, nor the slightest rejection.
Finally, Feng Shaojin felt a little more comfort in his heart.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Feng Shaojin put Xiu'er down and ordered the servants to serve the food. Looking up, they were all bland and bland ingredients, all made according to her taste.
Feng Shaojin brought half a bowl of bird's nest porridge in front of Mo Lingwei: "You eat some porridge first to warm your stomach, and then eat other things.
Before Yichen left, he gave me a prescription of medicinal food, and from now on, let the cook cook the medicinal food according to the prescription to supplement your food every day, your body is too weak. "
Mo Lingwei lowered her head, silently eating bird's nest porridge with a spoon.
After sleeping for a long time, so long that her limbs became sore and limp to the point of numbness, Mo Lingwei sat upright with her back straight, occasionally raising her eyes to look at Xiu'er.
The entire restaurant was silent, except for Feng Shaojin's low voice telling Xiu'er to be careful about scalding, and the occasional slight sound of a spoon touching a cup.
From the beginning to the end, Mo Lingwei remained silent, without saying a word.
After dinner, Feng Shaojin sent her back to the bedroom, "Rest well, I'll take Xiu'er to the study to read, and I'll feed him medicine later, don't worry."
Mo Lingwei closed the bedroom door.
The man was isolated from the door, looking at the closed bedroom door, a look of sadness flashed in Feng Shaojin's eyes, he turned around silently, carried Xiu'er to the study.
Mo Lingwei was sitting on the recliner, with her head propped on her arms, in a daze, her eyes were empty and lifeless, she didn't know what she was thinking...