When Tang Yu opened her eyes, for a moment she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.
Her eyes were half-open, motionless, without tears.
It seemed she had cried all her tears the night before.
After maintaining her immobility for several minutes, she heard someone enter the room and then felt herself being lifted up, her slender, powerless body wrapped in a broad chest.
"Hmm!" Tang Yu could not bear the pain in her body and let out a pained sound from her throat.
"Eat something," Ye Sihan's voice was deep and emotionless.
In front of her was a bowl of food, brought to her lips.
Tang Yu's lips did not move, silently resisting.
If her hands had the strength, she would definitely smash the bowl!
"If you don't eat, you won't have the strength. Open your mouth."
Tang Yu still did not move.
Ye Sihan's expression darkened, his patience held, "Do you want me to force it into your mouth? Huh?"
"You got what you wanted, why don't you leave?" Tang Yu's voice was hoarse.