When Lin Huanhuan took the roasted meat, she noticed that Sang Ye's fingers were burned.

He must have accidentally burned himself while roasting the meat.

"Your hand—"

Sang Ye looked down at his fingertips and said indifferently, "I was burned."

His tone was very calm, as though he was not the one who had been burned. He did not care at all.

Lin Huanhuan asked, "Does it hurt?"

"I don't feel ...