Li Tingyan's voice was slightly cold, "I see you haven't taken my words to heart."
Nianyang felt guilty and lowered her eyes, "I'm just not able to eat much, besides the baby is not even a month old. I can use medicinal herbs to take care of myself; there's no need to be so strict."
She was never someone who indulged in food, and her appetite decreased even more after getting pregnant. If not for the child, she wouldn't even be interested in forcing herself to eat a few bites.
Li Tingyan scolded, "Medicines are somewhat toxic. If you can regulate your health through food, why insist on medicine? You may not fear problems, but I do."
Nianyang looked dejected from being criticized. Normally, she'd retort, but seeing the man wearing an apron, who was usually commanding as Vice-Chief Li outside, now taking care of her like a nanny...
