As soon as the man heard that He Qianhui couldn't drink cold drinks, and that she was feeling unwell these days,
he immediately understood what was going on.
However, the lighting in the movie theater was dim, so it was hard to see his expression clearly.
But He Qianhui could distinctly feel that he was somewhat disappointed.
"Feeling unwell, huh? Your boss really doesn't have much sympathy for the staff."
"Feeling unwell and still having to travel for work, don't do this next time."
He Qianhui gave a slight smile, and until the movie started, she could feel the man's gaze fixed on her the whole time.
He shifted his position several times, though it was unclear why; perhaps his third leg was getting out of control.
Luckily, there were no other people on either side of them; otherwise, there would definitely have been complaints.
As she watched, He Qianhui started feeling sleepy—this movie was truly uninteresting.
