Qin Minghong subconsciously waved the folding fan in his hand, a gentle smile on his lips. "I know you two have a deep relationship, but you don't have to be so protective, right?"
"Shen Yao is my husband. I don't like others talking bad about him in front of me!" Ji Zhao smiled and accepted the invitation. "However, we naturally won't miss Brother Qin's birthday banquet."
"Should I send someone to pick you up?" Qin Minghong suggested softly.
"That won't be necessary." Ji Zhao declined with a smile. "But Brother Qin, don't worry. Shen Yao and I will definitely attend the banquet on time."
"Ah Tao, actually, I have a presumptuous request." Qin Minghong thought for a moment and pleaded sincerely, "Can you help make some appetizers?"
"Appetizers?" Ji Zhao was a little curious. "Brother Qin, what do you want?"
