With a slight lift of the corners of her lips, she smiled and, following the instructions given to her before arriving, said softly, "Good evening, Mr. Yi. I wish you a happy birthday, good health, and delicious meals."
Cough cough, "delicious meals" was her own addition.
Lu Ziheng raised an eyebrow, his thin lips curving up slightly.
Yi Zeming turned his head directly, looking towards Yi Youhui at his side, "Youhui, have you talked to Ziheng about the matter we discussed last time?"
Yi Youhui hurriedly said, "Not yet."
Yi Zeming nodded, "Well then, this is a good time for you two to have a chat."
Since his father had commanded it, Yi Youhui stood up with a somewhat apologetic expression, "Ziheng, how about... we find a place to talk?"
"Okay," Lu Ziheng replied with a restrained expression, then looked down at Ran Yu, "Baby, come with me."
Ran Yu, of course, nodded her head.
