Ye Zhiyu was silent again and had to say to Little Fan, "Be good. Did you hear what Grandma said? You can't eat it."

"Mom!" Little Fan pouted and had a sad face. "But I want to eat. I haven't eaten for a long time."

"Be good, eat it when you are better. Be good."

"Alright..."

Little Fan hugged Ye Zhiyu gloomily and buried his face in her arms.

Ye Zhiyu hugged him tightly, her heart soft like a pool of ...