Li Han looked at Zhao Yihuan, her mouth almost reaching her ears as she smiled, squinting her eyes so much that they were almost invisible.
"Yes!" Zhao Yihuan said with a serious expression, nodding and smiling.
Then, she whispered something in Li Han's ear.
Upon hearing it, Li Han's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly, saying, "Alright, alright, I promise you."
"Miss Zhao, have you eaten? Sit down and have a good meal," Li Han said.
"Sure, I also wanted to taste your cooking," Zhao Yihuan said, lifting the fruit basket in her hand. "Look, I brought a lot of fruit specifically to see you."
"You silly child, you came, so why bring fruit?" Li Han washed her hands, glanced at Liu Yilin, who had rushed to the kitchen door, and smiled. "You and your younger brother came together, right? The two of you find a place to sit. Auntie will start cooking now."
