After Feng Jingxuan left, Chenchen was already sitting in front of the table, wearing a black suit that made him look like a miniature version of Feng Jingxuan.
"Chenchen, I need to leave for a while, and it might be late when I come back. Remember to go to the hospital with the steward, okay?" Nan Xia said with some concern.
Chenchen needed regular medical check-ups at the hospital. Originally, Nan Xia wanted Feng Jingxuan to accompany Chenchen, but Feng Jingxuan seemed too busy.
"Aren't you coming with me?" Chenchen frowned.
Nan Xia gently smoothed his frown: "Don't worry, it's just a routine check-up. It won't be a big deal."
She had checked Chenchen's health a while ago, and his condition could only improve, not worsen.
Chenchen said dejectedly, "Are you going to take care of your own child?"
"That too. You have two kids, and you must be very busy normally."
He took a spoonful of porridge, his eyes drooped down, casting a shadow over his little face.