Where Did You Hit Her?

It was a close call, but Yan Huan's child was strong, just like her mother. He might only be a fetus, but he was Yan Huan and Lu Yi's child all right.

Yan Huan picked up a pair of chopsticks and began devouring the shrimp dumplings Lu Yi had brought her. With a prodigious appetite, Yan Huan finished most of the dumplings. The leftovers were given to Lu Yi to not waste food.

She felt a lot more comfortable with a full stomach.

Ye Shuyun came over at night, bringing with her a tub of soup that had been simmered for hours. Yan Huan drank a large bowl of it.

"Has she been eating like this lately?" asked Ye Shuyun, incredulous. Back when Yan Huan stayed with her, she ate pathetically little compared to now. 

"Yes," nodded Lu Yi. "I imagined it was because she had finally realized the goodness of food."

Ye Shuyun wanted to slap him. Didn't it strike him as strange that someone who usually ate extremely little suddenly became a glutton?