"Are you back?"
Rong Yan opened the door to Dihor Garden and was greeted by Lin Zhiya's gentle smiling face, who waved at her, "Come on, Duidui and I have been waiting for you for dinner, go wash your hands, and we'll start eating."
Rong Yan shed the firm demeanor she had when facing the authoritative Sir Lin and revealed her softer side, switching to slippers and walking inside, "Mrs. Lin, haven't you guys had dinner yet?"
"Baby was worried about you and refused to eat, insisting on waiting for you to come back to eat together." Lin Zhiya, while bringing out the meals with the servant and setting them on the table, lifted her head and looked towards the tired girl with a smile, "I was worried about you too, so I stayed at home waiting for your return."
Her eyes were full of sympathy as she waved Rong Yan over, "You must be tired, right? Go wash your hands and have a good rest after eating."
