The Qi family's sincere thanks were casually accepted by Rong Yan.
Old Sir Qin squeezed forward, "My dear granddaughter-in-law, you must be hungry, right? I think we should eat something here first."
Rong Yan was indeed hungry. She'd only had a bite to eat in the morning, and after a whole day of intense work without even a sip of water, she really was both tired and hungry.
However, she didn't want to eat anything until she had washed up.
The Qi family, reminded by this, hurriedly said, "Right, let's eat something first. Qi Yan, ask someone to prepare a meal... no, you go arrange it, make sure to prepare some good food; in a while, Mr. Rong will come to eat."
It would definitely not be as convenient as eating at the canteen if the food was sent over here.
Being her pillow companion, Qin Ye knew her habits all too well and immediately stepped up, "Are you finished here?"
