"Alright, Third Brother swears on my life, I will write a letter to Qingluo."
Lin Jinzhou kept on promising, his eyes shimmering, a touch of gentleness appearing.
"Let's eat. Jinyun has been working all morning, let's eat before the food gets cold."
For some reason, Lin Jinyu felt a sour taste rise, forcibly tugged at his smile, and laughed as he called his siblings to eat.
"Alright, it's time to eat, I'm starving."
Wang Meng was the first to respond loudly.
"Let's eat, the food Fourth Brother cooked is so delicious."
Shitou quickly followed, livening up the atmosphere.
"I'm hungry too."
Feng Yi, who had been with them for a year, already had a great rapport with them.
"Brother Yun's cooking is unbeatable, even Feng Liu can't compete."
Lin Jinyang flattered his brother with a smirk on his face.
"If you like it, then eat more."
