"I'm sorry, it was my lack of consideration. I just didn't want to spoil your mood, and I brought antiallergic medication. Taking it on time isn't a big problem, and I won't do this again in the future,"
Shen Mosheng sincerely admitted his mistake and earnestly promised.
"Shen Mosheng, from now on, you mustn't hide anything from me. Although I tend to cry and have been spoiled, I am not so weak that I can't withstand a little hardship,"
"Okay."
"What if you hide something from me again?"
"I will do what I promised you."
"What if you can't do it?"
"I'll accept the punishment."
"You said it, don't regret it later!"
"No regrets."
Seeing Shen Mosheng's sincerity, Han Yingying finally relaxed.
"Tell me, what else are you allergic to?"
"I'm mildly allergic to high-protein foods."
"Anything else?"
"That's all."
"Is there anything you don't like to eat?"
"I'm not picky."
