Yan: ...
She chuckled and said, "Dad, sorry, I usually don't laugh unless I can't help it."
"Dad was telling the truth." Rong Wenming's expression remained utterly serious.
Yan felt like she was going to die from laughter.
During dinner, Aunt Jin still made a visit.
"Here, eat something," Madam Rong said to her without any qualms.
"This is for Yanyan." Aunt Jin felt like her timing was inopportune, arriving right at mealtime.
However, since she had already arrived, she just set down the gifts she had brought.
According to custom, close families indeed exchanged gifts.
This time she bought a basin, twenty eggs, and a thermos; these were already quite nice as casual gifts.
Madam Rong, looking at these items, quickly said, "This is too much courtesy… It's too much!"
Without the thermos, it would have already been quite polite.
"What's too much about it? This is just a little token from our family."
