Chapter 138 Unhappy

• Seeing that the bowl of porridge at the bedside was untouched, Situ Han knitted his eyebrows slightly. “You must eat something. What do you want? I'll call someone to make it for you.”
• Qiao Yunqian hugged the pillow tightly as she leaned against the bedside and weakly shook her head. “No need. I've got no appetite.”
• When Mrs. Qiao heard this, she said anxiously, “How will that do? Yunqian, you haven't eaten anything all day!”