After Bai Zhi'er finished her meal, she informed Mo Yanchi, packed two plates of dishes and a bowl of rice, and left with Bai Xilie.
She took her father to the Book Collection Pavilion, a place she liked to laze around normally.
Generally, there was hardly anyone there at noon.
Today was no exception.
"Father, you should eat quickly. You didn't take a bite in the dining hall with your mask on. Eat more so you don't go hungry!"
Bai Zhi'er pushed the food towards him and wiped the chopsticks with a handkerchief.
Extremely considerate.
Thus, Bai Xilie, who was heartbroken over the painting that morning, felt much better instantly.
His daughter still loved him.
After eating a few bites, Bai Xilie slowly said, "Zhi'er, shall I have someone capture that alleged female pharmacist directly?"
"Such people, deceiving others outside, would be a disaster if they entered the academy."
