If it were just a minor tiff, Lin Yue, even after knowing it was Erhu who made the soup, would usually pretend to be unaware and drink it, perhaps even appreciating the thoughtfulness of Erhu. However, this time she was genuinely angry, no bowl of soup could appease her irritation, so she only took a sip before putting the soup down.
"Sister-in-law, I'd like to rest now. Please leave the soup here; I'll drink it later." If not for the reluctance to hear Mrs. Liu's tedious lectures, Lin Yue might have asked her to take the soup away immediately. Even so, she had no intention of drinking any more of it.
"Alright, you rest well, I'll go out for now." Seeing Lin Yue's reaction, Mrs. Liu was certain she had tasted that the soup was made by Erhu. Thus, she did not urge Lin Yue any further but went to the kitchen with the uneaten lunch and told Erhu about Lin Yue's response.