C92 The Cunning Woman

Huo Ning quietly sipped her soup.

“Huo Ning…”

“What?” Huo Ning’s tone was still a bit sharp, but Soong Yu was used to it. If she suddenly spoke nicely, it might actually be a little unsettling.

“Your brother didn’t get any rest this morning. I heard he has a surgery to perform. Why don’t you take him some soup?” Soong Yu suggested from the kitchen doorway