Worry About Yourself!

Chu Yichen placed his phone on the dining table and pinched his eyebrows out of habit.

Li An'an moved closer to him and smiled. "Mr. Chu, are you feeling better? I was so worried about you being unwell. Thank goodness you're okay. What would you like to eat now? I'll prepare it for you"

She thought of the porridge she had prepared before she left. He didn't like it?

Chu Yichen felt his headache worsening. His eyes were cold and his handsome face was like an age-old iceberg. "You're a chef. You shouldn't ask me about such things!" His voice was low, different from his usual slow and calm tone.

Li An'an pursed her lips. She didn't wish to argue with the patient and headed straight to the kitchen.

There were many prepared dishes in the kitchen. They were all exquisite dishes and there was also soup that had been carefully brewed. But they had not been touched.