She had clearly instructed the butler to tell Lisa to prepare light dishes; why was it such greasy and spicy boiled meat slices?
Yan Yinuo's face suddenly turned extremely unsightly; Aymon's wounds were severe, and he couldn't touch such food at all.
Her heart had been entirely fixated on Aymon, so she hadn't paid any attention to the dishes Song Weiyi made.
Now, as Yan Yinuo looked at the other dishes, she realized they were all greasy, rich, and oily.
Braised pomfret, sweet and sour ribs, sugar and vinegar chicken wings... What on earth was all this!
Yan Yinuo trembled with rage.
This Lisa—was she deliberately going against her?
She asked for light dishes, and what she got were all heavy-flavored dishes that were not suitable for a patient to eat.
Ignoring Aymon completely, she stormed out of the room to call her family's butler.
