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The kitchen brought in the food, and Yan Qing set down his teacup.
Ling Hua wanted to initiate some conversation, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Yan Qing cut her off. She knew then that he was not in the mood to talk to her anymore.
She quietly picked up her chopsticks, deciding to play the mute for this meal, and after eating, she would go to the study.
Although she intended to quietly finish her meal, as soon as she set down her chopsticks, Yan Qing put down his too and opened his mouth, "Who let you drink so much yesterday?"
The person he hadn't scolded yesterday, he was determined to scold today.
Ling Hua touched her nose, coughed, and felt that today's Yan Qing had an aura like a looming storm over a building; she was wrong—after waking up, he still remembered the matter of her upsetting him yesterday.
She couldn't tell him that she had taken a Sobering Pill, so of course, she had to bear the consequences and could only admit her fault, "Brother, I was wrong."
