ES Music and Entertainment Company actually followed Li Qingshen's arrangement, forcibly issuing a public apology in her name!
Li Qingshen entered with a bowl of porridge, his expression impassive. He sat on the edge of the bed, glanced at the phone in Ling Momo's palm, then stirred the steaming hot porridge with a spoon as if nothing had happened, his voice cold, "Time to eat the porridge."
Ling Momo shrank back, not moving or looking at Li Qingshen at all.
Li Qingshen lowered his eyelids, his slender, fair fingers elegantly scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to her lips.
Ling Momo turned her head away.
Li Qingshen frowned and stubbornly brought the spoon to Ling Momo's lips again.
Fire brewed in Ling Momo's heart, feeling irritated, she knocked the spoon away, spilling porridge all over the bed.
Li Qingshen's complexion darkened, yet he tried hard to suppress it, maintaining a calm demeanor. He picked up the spoon, took a tissue, and wiped it clean.
