Still Feeling Sad

After finishing work, Jun Xu returned to the villa and happened to see Yue An coming down from the second floor with a worried expression, holding a bowl and chopsticks.

Jun Xu furrowed his brows lightly and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Yue An let out a heavy sigh.

“Even though the fever has subsided, I can’t eat anything no matter how I try. It’s been a whole day, and I’ve vomited all the medicine I drank.”

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with tenderness.

Jun Xu walked over and glanced at the food he was holding.

“Did you buy this outside?”

Yue An gave him a strange look. Did he expect him to cook it himself? Not that he wouldn’t be willing, but mainly because he didn’t know how.

Jun Xu turned and entered the kitchen. “I’ll make some light food.”

Yue An tilted his head, watching his back in surprise. “Lord Jun Xu, can you actually cook?”