He came in holding a cup of hot milk.
Jian Yufei leaned against the headboard and looked up at him upon hearing the noise, meeting his gaze.
Ruan Tianling walked to her side and handed her the milk, "You didn't eat much lunch, have some milk."
Jian Yufei took the cup, but after one sip, she couldn't drink it anymore.
"Finish it," Ruan Tianling said flatly.
"I don't want to."
"Even if you don't want to, you still have to finish it." His tone allowed no refusal.
Jian Yufei pursed her lips but eventually finished it slowly.
Ruan Tianling took the cup from her and placed it on the bedside table.
He raised his hand to touch her forehead; her temperature was normal, she wasn't sick.
"Is there something uncomfortable? Since coming back yesterday, your mood seems off. Are you still upset? I've already taught that woman a lesson for you. Do you want me to teach her again, maybe kill her?"
