Lin Shiyin's silver teeth almost shattered as she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Thank... thank you, Mr. Qin."
Qin Yu had very good hearing and of course heard what Lin Shiyin said, but he intentionally put on a bewildered act and said, "Miss Lin, did you just call me? Is there something you need?"
You want to show off your presence, right? How's that working out for you?
"I..." Lin Shiyin almost cursed out loud, a vein popping on her forehead, and that Missy demeanor couldn't be maintained any longer! Her face flushed red, and she couldn't utter a word!
Cheng Hui quickly stepped in, cooing, "Mr. Qin, my Shiyin just said thank you! Thanks for giving us this opportunity! Otherwise, we probably would have had to wait a long time to taste the chef's personally made medicinal cuisine!"
Hearing Cheng Hui's words, Lin Shiyin finally came to her senses. Yes! They were not unworthy of the medicinal cuisine. Even without Qin Yu's help, they would have been able to have it!
