Jiang Yijun said nothing, just looked at her with a calm expression. Seeing her serious eyes and expression, he couldn't hold back a smile. "Explain what?"
"Do you want me to be clearer?" Jiang Ruolan looked at him coldly.
Jiang Yijun got up and took the banana from the fruit basket. He peeled the skin and patiently gave it to her. "Why don't you drink this chicken soup? Is it because you have no appetite? Why don't you eat this fruit first while I go out to buy light fried rice and vegetables for you?"
Jiang Ruolan just looked at him. When she saw his indifference, she didn't force him anymore. She took the banana but didn't eat it. She just held it in her hand and sat on the bed, thinking.
Actually, there were many things that she would rather have guessed wrongly or thought wrongly. From her point of view, at least, she didn't want any of this to have anything to do with Jiang Yijun.
