For others, they might resent their younger sister. But the eldest brother and elder sisters didn't. Instead, they tried their best to make up for the motherly love she had missed in the past eighteen years.
Xia Sanghuan's eyes involuntarily turned red. But in order not to worry her elder brother and sisters, she endured the tears, turned around, and secretly wiped them away.
"Alright, alright. Let Huanhuan eat quickly. The food will get cold if she doesn't."
Fu Lingshi told the maid to bring bowls and chopsticks, and poured the congee from the thermos into a bowl.
The three siblings of the Fu family sat around Xia Sanghuan in a circle, looking at her expectantly as she drank up the congee spoon by spoon.
Xia Sanghuan put down the spoon and let out a satisfied breath.
Although the chicken congee was made with old hen soup, it wasn't greasy. With the addition of red dates and Chinese wolfberries, it was smooth and left a lingering aftertaste.
The three siblings of the Fu family asked in unison, "Huanhuan, how does it taste?"
Xia Sanghuan squinted her eyes like a well - fed cat. "It's really, really delicious. Big brother, second sister, third sister, your cooking skills are so good."
Fu Youqing proudly puffed out her chest and put her hands on her hips. "Of course. We've been cooking for many years and have rich experience."
Hearing the praise from their precious younger sister, the three of them felt that it was more worthwhile than any achievement or award they had ever received before.
"By the way, Huanhuan, do you want to have a video call with Dad?"
Fu Moning took out her phone and suggested.
Xia Sanghuan quickly nodded, took the phone, and called Fu Zeming.
Just over ten seconds later, the video call was answered.
On the other side of the video, Fu Zeming asked anxiously, "Moning, how's Huanhuan recovering? Has she got rid of the fever... Huanhuan?"
His face instantly changed from anxious to surprised, and then he beamed with joy, just like a quick - change artist in Peking Opera.
Xia Sanghuan couldn't help but burst out laughing at Fu Zeming.
When she laughed, Fu Zeming was even happier. The wrinkles on his face almost flew up.
"My precious Huanhuan, how do you feel now?"
"Dad, don't worry. I've already recovered from the fever. Big brother, second sister, and third sister brought me chicken congee."
Hearing her say this, Fu Zeming finally felt relieved, but then he frowned again.
"Huanhuan, I heard from the Leng family kid that you got a fever because you were too dedicated to your research."
"You must pay more attention to rest in the future. Your health is the capital for your career."
"Moreover, you don't have to work so hard. Our Fu family is wealthy. Can't we afford to support you? Besides, it's clearly written in my will that all of the Fu family's property will be yours in the future. No one else can get a single cent!"
Seeing Fu Zeming getting more and more excited, Xia Sanghuan quickly agreed, afraid that he would rush from the company to the Leng family.
"Dad, why did you answer the phone so quickly? Aren't you in a meeting?"
"I came out of the meeting room as soon as I received the call. I had to ask your sister more about your situation."
"If your big brother hadn't received the news earlier than me, I would be the one going to see you now."
"Let Dad take a good look at you. Has our precious Huanhuan lost weight recently?"
Hearing this, Xia Sanghuan sat up straight and held the phone farther away so that Fu Zeming could see clearly.
After Dad finally finished checking, she said with a smile, "Are you done, Dad?"
Fu Zeming nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to say something else, an assistant - looking person leaned over to him and whispered, "Mr. Fu, it's time to go back. The shareholders inside are getting impatient."
Hearing this, Xia Sanghuan quickly and obediently said to Fu Zeming, "Dad, go and get busy. Huanhuan is fine."
Fu Zeming had no choice but to reluctantly give a few instructions and then hurriedly hung up the phone.
After Xia Sanghuan hung up the video call, she struggled for a while in her heart.
"Big brother, second sister, third sister, you all left your work to come and see me. Huanhuan is really okay now. You should go back to work quickly."
Hearing her say this, Fu Youqing pretended to be sad and touched her chest.
"Wuwuwu. I finally came to see my precious younger sister, but I was just sitting for a short while when my sister is urging me to leave..."
Her acting was so realistic that her younger sister was at a loss for words for a moment.
"Alright, Youqing, stop teasing Huanhuan."
Hearing Fu Moning say this, Xia Sanghuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out to be an act. But I have to say that Sister Youqing's acting skills are really good.
Fu Lingshi also nodded and said, "Yes, it's time for us to go. Huanhuan is so sensible. We can't let her worry about us anymore."
The three siblings of the Fu family reluctantly stood up and walked out.
Xia Sanghuan followed behind them and saw them off to the door.
"Alright, Huanhuan, stop seeing us off here. You just recovered from the fever. You can't catch a cold."
Fu Moning took her hand and then hugged her into her arms.
"If you have any difficulties, tell your elder brother and sisters. I said before that even if you want the stars, sister can pick them for you."
"I don't know when Fu Kai's leg will get better. You'll have to stay at the Leng family for a while longer."
"Huanhuan, you must take good care of yourself."
As soon as the second sister let go, she was hugged into Fu Youqing's arms, and finally into Fu Lingshi's.
The four of them hugged each other, and no one was willing to leave, making the originally warm scene a bit more comical.
But time and work wait for no one. The three siblings of the Fu family finally left the Leng family villa.
After standing at the door and watching her elder brother and sisters leave, Xia Sanghuan suddenly felt dizzy. Fortunately, the maid beside her was quick - witted and caught her, preventing her from falling to the ground.
"Miss Xia, let me help you back to your bedroom."
"You just recovered from the fever. Your body is still weak. You need to rest for a few days."
With that, she helped Xia Sanghuan walk towards her bedroom.
After arriving at the bedroom, the maid gave her a few more instructions and carefully tucked in the corner of the quilt.
After the maid left, Xia Sanghuan suddenly noticed that Leng Wanqing, who was usually lively and naughty, didn't come to make trouble for her today. After all, she had just had a conflict with her last night because of Leng Chuanjin.
According to Leng Wanqing's temper, this shouldn't be the case. Did she do this for the sake of her elder brother and sisters?
Thinking about it, she slowly fell asleep.
When she woke up again, the sun was setting. She looked up at the wall clock. It was almost time for Leng Chuanjin to get off work.
Would Second Brother get off work on time today?
Xia Sanghuan sighed.
Definitely not. After all, he had been as busy as a spinning top these days.
Whether it was Dad or her elder brother and sisters, they all told her not to work too hard, or her body would break down.
But everyone around her was working hard every day.
She was still too immature.
Thinking that Leng Chuanjin worked so late every day, she also wanted to care about him.
So, the following scene happened.
Xia Sanghuan was wearing an apron and pouring rice into the pot under Wang Fu's guidance.
Yes, she also wanted to cook a bowl of chicken congee for Leng Chuanjin like her elder brother and sisters.