Yuan Yumeng noticed his expression was off, and knew the drug was definitely taking effect. She held back a laugh, sitting there and slowly savoring his increasingly uncomfortable expression.
Huo Junting was fully aware of the little mischievous intent in this girl's heart. He closely scrutinized her little face, thoroughly capturing the rare playfulness in her eyes.
That kind of look was something he hadn't seen in a long time, so he didn't want to miss even a bit of it.
Then, he drank all the soup in the bowl in one gulp, stood up from his seat, and said, "I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable. Let's stop here for today. Your... good intentions are appreciated."
"Okay." Yuan Yumeng stifled her laughter.
Although she had bought a lot of laxatives, she didn't use them all. She only put a little in the chicken soup. She had specifically checked online for the dosage, and at most, it would make him go to the bathroom five or six times—
