Lu Chen didn’t feed Mo Nuan the porridge right away. Instead, he carefully dipped a cotton swab in water and gently wiped her dry, cracked lips.

Feeling a bit self-conscious in front of Grandpa Lu and Ji Yingyu, Mo Nuan whispered, "You don’t have to go through all this trouble."

"Your lips are a bit dry. It’ll be uncomfortable to eat, and the taste won’t be the same."

Seeing how well Lu Chen was taking care of Mo Nuan, Grandpa Lu chuckled softly. Not wanting to intrude on the couple’s private time, he gestured for Ji Yingyu to leave with him.

"Lu Chen, you’ve scared Grandpa away," Mo Nuan teased,...