Yunfan watched his wife with a heart full of ache. He knew she must be deeply saddened by the state of her father.
Not following her, Yunfan went to the kitchen to see if he could whip up something to eat. He knew that when people are in low spirits, a good meal can do wonders for their mood. Yunfan worked quickly; in less than half an hour, he had prepared a bowl of white porridge and two side dishes. Though simple, such light food was easier on the stomach.
Yunfan pushed open the door to Xinyue's room. She was sitting alone by the window, gazing out at the night view.
Chapter 113