Upon hearing this, Mingdai, who was lost in thought and secretly troubled, was overjoyed.
She was definitely overthinking it.
She swallowed the fragrant broccoli, not noticing the few bits of condiment stuck to the corner of her mouth.
She grinned, her previous sullen expression vanishing, and said with a smile, "I'm not tired at all taking care of my dad. On the contrary, it's you who's so busy and still has to come to the hospital."
She asked He Yaonian, "Are you going abroad on business trips?"
He Yaonian stared at the corner of her mouth, his fingertips twitching slightly. After thinking for a moment, he took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and casually handed it to Mingdai.
Wipe your mouth.
Mingdai stared at the neatly folded silk handkerchief for several seconds, stunned.
These days, it's rare to see people carrying a handkerchief around.
Come back to your senses.
She didn't need such expensive stuff to wipe her mouth; she dared not accept it.
"I have paper in my pocket."
Mingdai politely declined.
However, when she reached into her pocket, He Yaonian forcibly stuffed the handkerchief into her hand.
"It's just an object; there's no need to take it too seriously."
It was soft, smooth, and slightly cool in her palm. Mingdai didn't dare to squeeze it too hard, for fear of making it wrinkle.
"Third Uncle, this..."
She wanted to say that she didn't need it and it was a waste.
He Yaonian then pulled out the handkerchief and wiped the condiments from the corner of her mouth, before handing the handkerchief back to her.
"That's where it comes in handy."
Mingdai's mind went blank, and her lips felt a complex mix of sensations, sometimes burning, sometimes cool.
After a long while, she silently clenched her handkerchief.
He glanced sideways at the serious-looking He Yaonian.
"Third Uncle, I'll return it to you after I've washed it clean."
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