The Handsome Mister Touched My Head

The current Yan Qingsi practically had not much strength in her body. Both her hands could not even hold onto a cup of water. She needed to expend a great amount of effort just to lift a cup.

Yan Qingsi awkwardly drank two sips of water. She was now accustomed to Mrs. Yue and Yue Tingfeng feeding her, but not others… Moreover from an unfamiliar mister. Inevitably, she would feel a little uncomfortable.

While Yan Qingsi was busy feeling awkward, she overlooked the shocked expression of the person standing beside the bed with his eyes nearly protruding out from their sockets.

He was surprised and wondered about the identity of this woman capable of enjoying such grandeur treatment. How could she have no qualms and be so undisturbed about it? Did she not recognize that person who was sitting in front of her? Otherwise, it could be that they...they...

He felt his admiration toward the mister had dwindled a little today as he buried his thoughts in his mind.