Evening. At the Lin family villa.
The servants had prepared a sumptuous meal.
The Lin family mother and daughter and Qingqing each sat at the table, waiting for the chairman to speak; they dared not pick up their chopsticks easily, especially Qingqing, who, as the housekeeper, understood the boundaries well.
"Why hasn't Yichen come back yet?" Lin Lin couldn't help but ask, not meaning to complain. It was just that the food had gone from cold to hot and back to cold again after several rounds. It was really embarrassing to keep the two girls waiting any longer.
"Mom. Don't worry about him, maybe he's off somewhere acting wild again." Lin Yuxin touched her belly, having waited for Liu Yichen for three whole hours.
Looking at a table full of fragrant dishes that couldn't be eaten was truly cruel.
"Why don't you give him a call?" Lin Lin asked, not pressing Yu Xin, just suggesting.
