Shi Nuan said, "I told you, I don't have the habit of drinking milk before bed..."
"I've also mentioned many habits need to be developed. You're in poor health, so skinny at such a young age. If you don't gain some weight, others might think Song Yansheng is mistreating his wife..."
Shi Nuan frowned, just as she was about to say something, there was a knock at the door, followed by Aunt Hui's voice, "Mr., the milk has arrived!"
Shi Nuan: "..."
Song Yansheng promptly instructed Aunt Hui to come in. She carefully brought the milk over and set it by the bed.
Song Yansheng personally took it and said to Aunt Hui, "You can leave now."
Aunt Hui glanced at Shi Nuan, nodded, bowed slightly, and exited the room, closing the door behind her.
Song Yansheng used his hand to test the milk's temperature; it was just right. He handed the tray to Shi Nuan.
