Rong Ling decided to skip work and stayed home with Lin Meng, trying every trick in the book to coax her into eating. No matter what, he encouraged her to eat as much as she could. Sometimes, watching Lin Meng vomit until tears streamed down her face, yet still swallowing food with red-rimmed eyes, his heart ached. He wished he had the ability to take the child's place for her. After she finished eating, he inevitably held her in his arms, showering her with affectionate endearments and comforting words with all his tenderness.,It's fine, Rong Ling had made arrangements early on. Both the nursery and playroom for the children were equipped with monitors, just in case. These monitors were machine-controlled, with no one watching them. After all, Rong Ling couldn't bear to let others, even strangers, see his beloved wife's face, or even the sight of her feeding their child. Rong Ling personally retrieved the surveillance footage and, after finding the right time point, took a quick look and chuckled dumbly.,That woman was so hostile towards Lin Meng that day, there must have been some anger directed at him. She probably felt that if it weren't for Lin Meng, Old Madam He wouldn't have suffered so much.。