"Young Madam, I'll take this box up to the bedroom, you go have dinner."
Nan Yu nodded, handing over the box to Nanny Wang.
She rose to sit by the dining table, first took a sip of chicken soup, then turned to look at Qi Ming, who was serving her dishes.
"Uncle Qi, has Brother Ren eaten yet?"
Qi Ming nodded, "He finished eating and took his medicine half an hour ago, and now he's already asleep."
Nan Yu took a few more sips of soup, then gazed at the lavish spread before her and ate small bites at a time.
The chef Grandma brought this time was indeed skilled, his craft rivaled that of Nanny Wang's, and it was even more nutritionally balanced.
It was a shame that she had a poor appetite these past few days, and she felt full after only a few bites.
Nan Yu set down her chopsticks and said to Qi Ming, "Uncle Qi, I'm full."
Qi Ming looked at the hardly touched food with a pained expression on his face.
