The young people were seated at one table.
The elders from the Shen Xiang and Xiang families were seated at the table next to them.
As each exquisite dish was slowly served, Xiang Yimo would immediately pick up a piece and put it into Zhong Lingling's bowl.
At first, Zhong Lingling's appetite was quite good.
However, when a mutton soup was brought out, the smell of the mutton suddenly made her feel nauseous. She hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, but still felt the urge to vomit.
Zhong Lingling stood up, and Xiang Yimo followed suit. "What's wrong?" Xiang Yimo asked in a hurry. "Do you feel like vomiting again?"
Zhong Lingling nodded. "Where is the restroom?"
Wang Shan, who was sitting opposite them, hurried over. "Cousin, let me take my cousin-in-law to the restroom!"
This was Wang Shan's home, and she was more than familiar with it.
