"Diarrhea" 

"Okay, quack. Let's go!" Yaya sat on Lai Jiayi's head as the girl hurriedly went out. The two of them went back to the restaurant's hall.

'It's been 15 minutes since I went to the bathroom. I have to hurry!'

Lai Jiayi ran with all of her might, and when she finally caught sight of her seat, she slowed down. The girl walked elegantly toward the maroon sofa.

"Sorry, did I make you wait for too long?" Lai Jiayi smiled sheepishly as she sat down across Zhao Yang, but the girl spoke to Zhao Yun. She didn't even look at Zhao Yang.

'This man spurts tea to my face. Ha! I won't talk to him.'

"No, not really, miss." Zhao Yun grinned. "I'm sure you must have your reasons– "

"Diarrhea, " Zhao Yang murmured with a gloomy face. The guy also refused to look at Lai Jiayi's face, but everyone could hear what he said.

Lai Jiayi's lips twitched. Her forehead was throbbing like mad. The girl tightened her fists as she narrowed her eyes without looking at Zhao Yang.