Mrs. Zhao was worried about Ye Chen feeling embarrassed, so she sighed and said, "You young people should handle your own matters well."
Ye Chen didn't speak because he didn't want to deceive this elderly woman; right now, his feelings towards Zhao Ziwei weren't of that kind between a man and a woman.
The reason he spoke to Mrs. Zhao that way yesterday was entirely to prompt Zhao Ziwei to quickly return to the hospital for treatment.
After all, this matter was caused by him, Ye Chen, so he must cure Zhao Ziwei; only then would he not feel guilty.
"Alright, Ye Chen, the kitchen is quite smoky; you should wait outside," Mrs. Zhao said with a smile.
Ye Chen walked out of the kitchen and sat on the sofa, browsing his phone.
Suddenly, he heard a loud bang and rushed into the kitchen to find Mrs. Zhao painfully sitting on the floor, with the vegetable basin overturned beside her.
Ye Chen gently helped Mrs. Zhao onto the sofa, letting her sit and rest.
