Qin Yan pursed her lips, handed Qin Yinyin a piece of egg, and whispered, "Yinyin, eat first."
Few at the table felt like eating, and as Shen Ruyun watched Qin Yan's actions and the words she spoke, she felt increasingly annoyed. Eventually, she couldn't hold back her sarcasm, her face stern and her tone mocking:
"You're really cold-blooded, aren't you? Your husband is getting whipped in the room, and yet you still have an appetite to eat here!"
Once one person had spoken up, another naturally followed. Jiang Xue glanced at Qin Yan and chimed in:
"Isn't that so? Our fourth brother's health is so precious. If the beating causes any serious problems, I fear some people won't be able to bear the responsibility!"
Unmoved, Qin Yan saw that Qin Yinyin had stopped eating. She picked up a bowl from the table, grabbed another piece of egg with the porridge and brought it to Qin Yinyin's mouth.