Lin Yi took out his phone and sent a video message to Ji Qingyan.
A few seconds later, the video call connected.
Ji Qingyan's makeup was exquisite, and her long hair was tied behind her head, making her look smart and capable.
"Have you eaten?" Lin Yi asked.
"Not yet. I don't have much of an appetite today. I'll eat later," Ji Qingyan said.
"Why are you texting me now? Is something the matter?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to tell you what we're eating."
Lin Yi pointed the video at the dishes on the table. "This is boiled fish, this is shadow beef, this is camphor tea duck, and this is..."
"Lin Yi!"
Qingyan suddenly raised her voice. "You're going to die. How dare you tease me."
"How is that teasing you? I just wanted to let you know that I'm eating, so you don't have to worry."
"You're too much. I'm so busy that I don't have time to worry about you."
