"Let's go home with Mom."
"Okay."
Yin Qiang nodded his head, resolutely decided to be very good to his old mother.
Speaking of which, the two of them arrived at the seafood section.
Yin Xueyang started selecting abalone.
"Mom, is this abalone for me?"
Yin Qiang asked, his heart also longing for his mother's cooking. He was very clear that although they were so wealthy that they could hire a nanny at any time, his mother always insisted on cooking for him herself.
It was all because she wanted him to eat better.
"You can't eat this abalone."
Yin Xueyang knew that the abalone was prepared for Li Zhiyan, and only Li Zhiyan could eat it.
"Why can't I eat the abalone?"
"You forgot about your seafood allergy."
Yin Qiang then remembered his allergy to seafood, which had often led to dermatitis and hospital visits.
With no choice, he went to select something else.
At that moment, Yin Xueyang realized the problem—Li Zhiyan was at home!
