Ye Weixiang was taken aback: "Which Su family?"
"Country A, Bincheng." Ye Li said.
Bai Xiao raised her eyebrows slightly and then quickly composed herself, secretly pleased: It seems Brother Li also appreciates Su Ying.
Ye Weixiang asked, "What for?"
"I owe the Su family something. You help me send it over." Ye Li held a well-sealed wooden box, looking quite old, "I don't trust sending it by mail, nor do I trust others to deliver it. You go instead."
"Oh, okay." Ye Weixiang, suspecting nothing, agreed.
Ye Li added, "I've arranged a private jet for you, you'll leave soon."
"So urgent?" Ye Weixiang frowned, "But I still need to make passion fruit roast chicken for Ah Ning!"
"I'll roast it." Ye Li said.
In his free time, Ye Li also liked to tinker around in the kitchen with his daughter, roasting a chicken was no problem. Ye Weixiang had no choice but to agree.
A servant came over dragging a 24-inch suitcase: "Miss, your luggage is ready."
