C33 Hospital Incident 1

Yang Wanwan wasn't afraid. She gently closed the door and placed the lunchbox on the round wooden table by the window. Inside were an array of beautifully prepared homemade dishes.

"Beijin, time to eat," Wanwan called softly after setting the bowls on the table.

"Anan's getting more and more out of hand," Yeh Beijin remarked as he sat down.

It's because you spoil her, Wanwan thought