The little ones comforted her.
Junqi, beside her, reached out his small hand and covered Jian Yufei's hand.
He was also comforting his mom...
Jian Yufei lovingly gathered them into her arms, her sadness alleviated significantly.
...
The doctor examined Xiao Zexin and quickly came back with the results.
The hallucinogen still lingered in his brain.
However, his senses had recovered considerably.
He resisted being close to them, perhaps it was the hallucinogen still affecting him.
Jian Yufei didn't originally dislike Nangong Yi, but now, she really disliked him.
If it weren't for him, her father wouldn't have ended up like this...
However, she dared not think too much about revenge.
They had barely escaped everything in London and couldn't get involved again.
So, this loss, they could only grit their teeth and swallow.
...
In the kitchen, Jian Yufei was cooking.
A pot of soup simmered gently with a small flame—
She held a spatula, stir-frying tomato and egg.
