Zhanyan woke up from sleep, woke up and fell asleep again. He spent the whole day huddled in the quilt, neither eating nor drinking.
Rong Tianai came in a few times and saw that Zhanyan was sleeping, so it was hard to wake her up, but he couldn't just let her go without eating or drinking, and kept circling back and forth in the living room anxiously.
Tian Ai understands Zhan Yan very well. She is a girl who accepts death. As long as she takes things seriously, even the nine-headed cow can't bring her back.
So now Zhanyan must hate Lu Chengyu to death, and of course she also hates herself. It is because of her that her father was imprisoned.
The eight achievements of showing one's face are atonement for one's sins of harming one's father by not eating or drinking.
"Mr. Rong, you are back." The servant's voice interrupted Rong Tianai. She turned around and found that her brother was back.
"Brother." Rong Tianai greeted Rong Tianbai meekly, turned around and wanted to go upstairs.
Over the years, she and Rong Tianbai have always gotten along like this, respectfully. It's not that she doesn't love this brother, but that she is afraid, very afraid of this brother who always has an expressionless face.
"How about Zhan Yan?" Rong Tianbai called Tian Ai and asked while taking off his coat and handing it to the servant.
When he left in the morning, Zhanyan's fever had subsided. At the end of the day, when he was reviewing documents in the company, he was always a little uneasy, fearing that her high fever would come back again. Such a small body would not be able to withstand a long illness.
"The high temperature has subsided, but she refused to eat and just kept sleeping." Rong Tianai pouted helplessly. She had learned a lesson from Zhanyan's temper.
Rong Tianbai's face suddenly darkened, his brows furrowed slightly, he raised his hand to loosen the tie around his neck, turned around and ordered the servant to cook the porridge again, he planned to watch Zhan Yan eat it in person.
The sound of footsteps pulling on slippers was heard at the top of the stairs. Rong Tianbai looked up and saw Zhan Yan, caressing the handrail of the stairs, and staggering down.
As Zhan Yan got closer and closer, Rong Tianbai saw her pale face, so his frown deepened, forming a deep ravine.
"Xiao Ai said, you can help me rescue my father, right?" Zhanyan spoke, his voice hoarse, but his eyes were unusually bright.
Rong Tianbai looked at those clear black and white eyes that made his heart palpitate, and nodded lightly as an answer.
"What do you need me to do before you are willing to help me?" Zhan Yan's little hands were held tightly by his side, and the palms of his hands were filled with pain.
"Eat first, recover from your illness before talking about anything else."
"Okay!" Zhan Yan agreed obediently. He happened to see the servant coming over with a bowl, so he took the initiative to sit at the table and waited for the servant to bring the porridge.
Zhan Yan took the spoon and ate spoonful at a time very slowly. It could be seen that she had no appetite, but she kept swallowing. Rong Tianbai didn't stop her. Just seeing the way she was eating slowly made her heart feel warm.
There seemed to be a voice in his heart that kept saying, yes, it's her, she is what he wants!
A predatory look passed through Tian Bai's eyes and disappeared in a flash. He also sat at the table, picked up his chopsticks, and put some delicious and easy-to-digest side dishes into Zhan Yan's porridge.
Rong Tianai stood blankly in the center of the living room, looking at this rare scene in a hundred years. Just like the last time he saw his brother holding Zhan Yan in the rain, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.
"I've eaten it all, can you tell me what you need to do to help me?" Zhanyan held the empty bowl in both hands and showed it to Rong Tianbai, with a coquettish look on his face that clearly contained a hint of coquettishness.
Rong Tianbai raised the corners of his mouth without any trace, slowly stood up from the table, looked at Zhan Yan condescendingly, said something, turned around and went upstairs.
"You can think about it yourself, and come to me when you have figured it out."