After the meal, Bai Chuwei left the private room, and the restaurant manager approached with a beaming smile, handing her a wooden food box. "Chef Cao prepared this specially for you."
Without looking, Bai Chuwei could tell by the smell that it was another fried dish, perfect to take back and feed to Xue Qiu.
Bai Yinyin began to grumble beside her with indignation. "Since when does the chef at Juxian Pavilion do takeout?"
Why!!
Bai Chuwei glanced at Bai Yinyin and asked indifferently, "Do you know why Bai Guofu manages to be lively and kicking even at the age of seventy?"
Bai Guofu immediately came over with a laugh, "It's the blessing of our ancestors!"
Bai Chuwei shot a look at Bai Yinyin, her voice cool, "Because he dares not to meddle in my business."
Bai Yinyin's face turned a mottled shade of purple and blue. "You—"
