Standing outside the door was, of all people, Lu Zhan.
He lifted his gaze to peek inside the room and asked, "Is she all right? Is she feeling unwell?"
Coming back to her senses, Ouyang Zhenzhu replied, "It might be because of the heat. Wanwan is a bit lethargic, but there's nothing seriously wrong with her."
At her words, Lu Zhan paused. He looked down at the roasted food in his hands, hesitating on whether he should give it to his cousin.
"Mr. Lu, did you come specially to bring Wanwan something to eat?" Ouyang Zhenzhu had now noticed the roasted food he was holding. She secretly swallowed and asked.
"Mm," Lu Zhan nodded. "Since she's not feeling well, this sort of food isn't suitable for her."
"Mr. Lu, give it to me! I can eat it," Ouyang Zhenzhu hurriedly called out to him.
Lu Zhan stopped and glanced at her before handing over the roasted food. "Then I'll trouble you to take good care of my cousin."
