Back to the bedroom.
Cheng Ruowei walked to the bedside, sat down, and tenderly touched Di Zeran's forehead.
"Baby, take your cold medicine first, then I'll put a fever-reducing patch on you."
Di Zeran, feverish and groggy, opened his eyes and saw the gentle, beautiful auntie and couldn't help but call out 'Mommy'.
"Yes, Mommy's here."
Cheng Ruowei replied softly, taking advantage of Di Jinye's absence to lean over and kiss Zeran's forehead.
Meanwhile, she hugged Zeran in her arms, blowing on the medicine and feeding it to him.
Di Zeran had never been cared for like this in his life, and he thought it was a dream, one he didn't want to wake up from.
Footsteps were heard coming upstairs outside; indeed, Di Jinye had not left.
He stood in the doorway, watching Cheng Ruowei tend to Zeran, his expression indescribably subtle.
Cheng Ruowei looked up at him, somewhat worried that she had made him too angry, and as a result, she would not be able to see Zeran again.