Moonlight shone before the operation theater, and over the two solitary figure.
Huo Li was nowhere to be found, and had the butler sent dinner over.
Huo Yunting held the small bowl, and said to Lu Zhaoyang, "Open your mouth."
"I don't want to eat..." She buried her face in her palms, "Xuxu's still in there, I don't have any appetite."
"If you don't eat, by the time Xuxu gets out, he'll be seeing you in this state and gets worried, you really want him to suffer more heartaches?" He said as he held the spoon, patiently scooping a spoonful of soup up, "Yangyang, eat a little."
Hearing him call her "Yangyang" made her felt like Xuxu was the one calling her.
She slowly looked up at the latter's eyes, and remembered that she had just blurted out the fact that Xuxu was his son.
But he seemed to be, rather indifferent about it, nor did he show any signs of happiness.
Was he not even bothered at all?