"Are you going? Can your body handle it?" he asked indifferently.
Yin Hehe listened.
Suddenly, the usually proud and arrogant her felt that if she said she wanted to go, it would be like licking her own face.
"I won't go; it is indeed quite noisy. I'll just eat here," she refused.
The man nodded.
"Alright, then take care of the child. After you eat, I'll have the housekeeper take you up," he instructed thoughtfully, and quickly, he pulled open the door of the private room and left.
Aunt Ke, who was standing beside her, was clearly anxious.
"Madam, why didn't you go out with the young master? You've already come out, you should join them and have a good time," she chided.
But Yin Hehe had already picked up her chopsticks.
She bowed her head, picked up a piece of food from the dish in front of her, put it in her bowl, and said, "My health isn't good right now; it's better to rest and recover quietly."
Aunt Ke: "..."
She sighed and didn't know what else to say.