Yi Luowa's lips twitched slightly—could she say she minded? But having this photo being stared at every day, it was just so embarrassing.
"Auntie, you should pick up the call first."
Tong Yao smiled and answered the call, "Mr. Prime Minister, what orders do you have for me?"
On the other end of the line, Long Che burst out laughing, "In such a good mood, huh?"
Tong Yao chuckled, "Yep, my daughter-in-law and Connie are here. How could I not be happy?"
Long Che said with a laugh, "Several heads of state came. Ziye insisted I stay and have lunch with them, so I won't be coming home for lunch today. You take good care of them."
"Perfect, you'd only scare the kids if you came back anyway."
Long Che snorted in discontent, "I don't have a murder blade hanging over my head! Ziye specifically asked for You Jia to come. Have that kid come over!"
Tong Yao pursed her lips, "What do you mean, 'that kid'? He's your son-in-law!"
"Damn son-in-law!"