Li Chuan's gaze sharpened slightly, "If I'm not mistaken, this should have the effect of prolonging life."
Mu Yinyin immediately nodded, "It does."
She looked directly at Li Chuan, just like Jiang Ling, waiting for Li Chuan to continue.
Li Chuan did not hesitate and immediately spoke again, "It should be,
Fu Siye's eyes flickered, and he said calmly, "You don't need to do these things."
Nan Shiqing smiled faintly, "Because it's for you, I don't feel tired at all. Wait for me for a moment, I'll be right back." As she spoke, she quickly walked towards the restroom.
Fu Siye frowned but said nothing.
Nan Shiqing was gentle and sensible, generous and dignified, not sharp and indifferent like Mu Yinyin, and...
Just as he thought this, he suddenly realized that the former Mu Yinyin was also gentle and sensible, wanting to please him in every way, not like the current her who was full of thorns.
The annoyance in Fu Siye's eyes seemed to intensify.
Soon, Nan Shiqing came out of the restroom. She stepped forward with a smile, ladled a bowl of soup for Fu Siye, and placed it in front of him.
"Don't worry, I made this all myself, it's absolutely clean and hygienic. Try it, and if there's anything not good, I'll change it next time."
Fu Siye's eyes were indifferent, but there was a hint of repulsion in their depths. He said in a deep voice, "You sit down and rest first."
He made no move to touch the soup.
Nan Shiqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she dared not say more. She could only respond obediently and walked to the side sofa to sit down.
Fu Siye's patience waned further. He said faintly, "I still have some work to handle. If you have other things to do, go ahead."
Immediately after, Fu Siye moved the soup in front of him aside.
Nan Shiqing's expression changed, and she said somewhat dejectedly, "Okay..."
At this moment, she truly looked very well-behaved, but the sadness of not receiving approval seemed to be unconsciously revealed.