C40 The Original Duty of the Qualified Former

Mo Kai's lips curled into a slight smile as he neatly packed away the thermos, turning to Faang Ziyu. "Thanks. But there were two servings, and one went to waste."

It was then that Qiao Ann remembered the porridge was brought in by Faang Ziyu. Feeling the need to acknowledge his gesture, she spoke up, "Lan Xin's fine, she's doing well."

Faang Ziyu looked momentarily surprised