"Finish your porridge first," Yan Wanqing didn't directly respond to her question but pushed the plate closer to her.
Shen Shuyun looked up at her, stubbornly waiting for an answer.
That expression, somehow, reminded her of the youngest Miss of the Li Family.
It made Yan Wanqing a bit dazed.
But Shen Shuyun was not Li Chengxiang, and towards her, Yan Wanqing always felt the need to maintain a sense of vigilance.
"Stop looking at me, eat your food first."
Shen Shuyun's gaze dimmed slightly as she received the porridge from Cong Ge's hands and slowly began eating it with a spoon, little by little.
Seeing her pitiful state, Cong Ge started feeling a bit of pity.
"Eat slowly, there's more in the kitchen if it's not enough."
Shen Shuyun did not respond but just kept eating the millet porridge in her bowl, not even touching the side dishes.
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