The servant stood not far behind her, watching with a fearful heart, wanting several times to step forward and support her.
Lan Shan wandered out of the room absent-mindedly and, upon arriving at the dining room, saw Gong Shaoyu reading the newspaper. When he noticed her, he furrowed his brow, "Not feeling well?"
Lan Shan didn't reply, just sat directly across from him and began eating.
She ate a few bites like chewing wax and couldn't continue, so she took a napkin to wipe her mouth, preparing to get up and leave. Before she managed to stand, Gong Shaoyu, who hadn't spoken, suddenly asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Lately, when Gong Shaoyu wasn't busy, he would stay at the manor, and after spending some time together, their relationship improved somewhat.
"No." With effort, she tried to smile, but it was a stiff smile.
"Is today's breakfast not to your liking? Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll have the kitchen remake it for you."
