Forget it, Zhao Zheng!
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Xuxu's heart ached as she looked at the skinny little girl. She turned and asked Su Yue, "Has Bai Jing taken her lunch?"
Su Yue nodded. "She ate the chicken wings that Qi Lei made and also drank some porridge."
Xuxu felt more relieved after hearing this, and she turned towards Bai Jing to comfort her. "Bai Jing, you got to eat more so that your father won't get worried for you, and he'll be able to recover faster.
After that, she averted her gaze to Bai Lisong.
Bai Lisong immediately nodded in agreement. "Precisely, Xiaojing. Third Madam Yan is right. Daddy hopes to see you become more cheerful. So eat more and put on more weight."
Immense fatherly love filled his weak voice.
It was not just Bai Jing, but even Xuxu felt a sting in her eyes when she heard his words.
She placed her hand on Bai Jing's shoulders and patted it in reassurance.