Huo Jingting had remained silent from start to finish. He knew there was a problem with his heart, but since he had never seen it act up before, he had thought it wasn't serious. Now, it appeared it was just well-concealed.
The worry in Huo Jingyan's eyes couldn't be hidden either. His gaze was somber, as if entangled with an indecipherable emotion.
Xun Nuo returned to her seat, glanced at him, and saw the suppressed tension. She pursed her lips, her mind somewhat adrift.
Afterward, the situation appeared normal again. Except for Huo Jingting, the other three forcibly smiled, trying to act as if nothing had happened. But no matter the pretense, a gloomy shadow continued to loom over the dining room.
After dinner, Shen Xianyu helped Huo Xiong back to his bedroom to rest. The moisture in her eyes never faded; what should have been a festive dinner had brought no joy at all.