"Miss Jiang, thank you for your hard work." After hugging Gao Yingying, Gao Jun walked up to Jiang Yilan to express his thanks.
Jiang Yilan smiled, "It's fine, it was a good opportunity for me to chat with Yingying."
As she spoke, she looked at Gao Yingying, "Alright, Yingying, I'll be leaving now."
Gao Yingying quickly said, "Miss Jiang, aren't you staying for dinner?"
"Dad, go cook." She stretched out her little hand, directing Gao Jun.
"Yes, Miss Jiang, please stay for dinner. After all, you helped look after Yingying," Gao Jun urged.
Originally, Jiang Yilan had only thought to say it out of politeness, but Gao Yingying took it seriously, and Gao Jun also insisted on her staying for dinner.
Thus, she smiled and replied, "Then I'll trouble Yingying's Dad, and I can help out later."
"No need," Gao Jun chuckled, "Miss Jiang, just sit here for a while; I'm going to cook now."
As he spoke, he entered the kitchen.
