"You guys eat!" I really need to go back home for a bit!"
Luo Xinyan knew that Lin Xia's uncle-in-law meant well, but she still didn't want to eat with the two of them, and she felt she would be too restrained lying around at Lin Xia's house—nothing like the ease of her own home.
Song Yinran deepened his smile on his face, "Actually, we bought all this food today because we wanted to properly thank you and Lin Xia. We're lucky to have you guys looking after our meals so often when we're away from home!
Otherwise, eating at restaurants every day truly lacks any taste of home!
Between you and me, we're relatives after all, so please don't be too formal! Aren't Northerners known for their hearty hospitality?"
Faced with Song Yinran's gracious words, Luo Xinyan found it hard to refuse, and in the end, she had no choice but to agree to eat with them.
