By the time Gu'er finished cleaning up, Chen Fengjiao had already eaten a good amount of the chicken.
The chicken was stewed to perfection—so tender it melted in her mouth. Chen Fengjiao felt wonderfully satisfied as she ate.
She drank every last drop of soup in the bowl. After finishing, she still wasn't satisfied and wanted more. She'd been hungry for several meals, and one bowl wasn't enough. But she had shattered the pot of chicken soup, so there was none left to drink. She had no choice but to ask Sui'er to get her something else.
Seeing that Chen Fengjiao had a good appetite and seemed to have recovered her spirits, Gu'er finally felt relieved.
"Well then, Jia Ming and I will take the baby and head home. Sui'er, you stay and keep Mom company. We'll have Lin Zheng come back tomorrow evening."
Now that Gu'er saw Chen Fengjiao was fine and Liu Fang had been sent away, she didn't want to stay any longer.
