At a time like this, there was no way Ye Heng could keep indulging her nonsense.
He frowned slightly and said apologetically, "Auntie, I'm really sorry, I didn't know Huanhuan has a sensitive stomach. She had spicy hotpot for lunch."
Lin Zishuang knew her daughter very well. When Ye Heng ate at their place, his taste was always on the lighter side.
If she hadn't wanted to eat it herself, Ye Heng probably wouldn't have taken her there.
Feng Yihang's face didn't look good either. He felt this Ye Heng was really unreliable.
"Ah Heng, this isn't your fault. It must've been that girl Huanhuan insisting on it. Don't worry, she'll be fine in two or three days. I'll just get her some medicine in a bit."
Lin Zishuang also didn't want Ye Heng to feel guilty about coming over as a guest.
Ye Heng felt he was partly responsible too. If he had thought it through more, he wouldn't have gone along with her to the hotpot place.
"Auntie, where's the medicine? I'll go up and check on her."
