"Yangyang isn't back yet?"
"She's in her senior year of high school now, it's a busy time for her. She won't be out until 9:30."
"Okay, I'll pick her up later."
After discussing picking her up, Lin Yi continued to cook.
Over an hour later, Lin Yi brought out the roast lamb and stewed lamb to the table.
The dinner at the orphanage officially began.
Lin Yi and the other two relaxed and frequently raised their glasses.
The meal, which started in the afternoon, lasted until after eight, when Lin Yi stood up and stretched.
"I'll go pick up Yangyang. You guys wait at home, and we'll go out later."
"You've been drinking. How can you pick someone up? Let your father go," Wang Cuiping said.
"It's fine. No one dares to stop my car here."
"Still, you can't. That's drunk driving," Wang Cuiping insisted.
"It's fine, let her go," Qin Yingyue said with a smile. "There won't be any problems."
