The Poor Tycoon who was Robbed

"What about her?" Yan Xiaoran quickly sat up to properly face him. The sudden movement made her a little bit dizzy, but it wasn't as painful as it did earlier.

"It turns out that my brother and your lady friend has some history that they needed to solve," Alexander answered. He pulled the tray of food closer.

Plates of vegetables as side dishes, a bowl of meat broth, and some sliced fruits were served on the tray. It looked pretty good and delectable that Yan Xiaoran licked her lower lips at the mere sight of it.

Seeing her ravenous eyes directed to the food, Alexander couldn't help but think that he had lost a battle against these tangible things and took away his wife's attention. Nonetheless, he still dutifully took the clean plate and served her the bowl of broth.

"Finish this. It is good to eat the broth of meat when recovering."