"Fu Rongyin, who are you pretending for now? You should have anticipated this outcome when you did what you did. What's the meaning of this display?"
Nan Yuan's words were unkind, but Fu Rongyin showed no reaction, simply saying, "She hasn't eaten in a long time. Try to get her to eat something later."
Nan Yuan couldn't hold back when he saw Fu Rongyin's demeanor. He dragged him downstairs and punched him in the face.
Nan Yuan actually wanted to throw a few more punches, but he held back.
He said through clenched teeth, "If you still have a shred of conscience, don't bother her again."
Nan Yuan turned and walked towards the sickroom. As soon as he opened the door, all three women looked his way simultaneously.
Without changing his expression, Nan Yuan asked, "There's nothing to help with over there, have you eaten?"
The response was another bout of silence.
Who could eat at a time like this?
