She had woken up because she was hungry.
After tidying herself up, she went downstairs.
Aunt Li was tidying up the house. Seeing her come downstairs, she immediately rushed into the kitchen to bring out breakfast.
Halfway through her soy milk, Ling Fei suddenly paused. She woke up late, and she wasn't sure whether Song Tian Mo had had bone soup in the morning.
She asked Aunt Li.
As expected, he hadn't drunk it.
Ling Fei secretly clenched her teeth.
He was almost thirty and still so unconscious of his own needs!
Seeing her unhappy expression, Aunt Li hesitated a little before saying, "My lady, actually, it's not good to eat too much of anything. Although bone soup is beneficial for Master Song's condition, he doesn't need to have it for every meal. If he drinks too much and forces it down, he may develop an aversion to it, just like a woman after childbirth, she may not want to eat that kind of food anymore."
Ling Fei was stunned for a moment, then broke into a sudden laugh.