Rong Yan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "Mom, I didn't expect you to be so trendy this time."
Even using the term "order dishes".
Madam Rong was in a good mood at this moment, and she didn't take her daughter's words to heart.
"Hurry up and say it; once this chance is gone, there won't be another like it."
Rong Yan: "..."
Is lunch really such a big deal?
"Mom, it's so hot today; we should just eat something simple, I do care about you."
Madam Rong rolled her eyes, caring about her? Yeah, right! Just not giving her a hard time on a regular basis would be enough.
Just then, Rong Wenming came out, "What's with you two? On such a hot day, why not come in and talk?"
He had been listening for a while, and yet... these two just wouldn't come in.
Couldn't they feel the heat just standing there?
Seeing him coming out, Madam Rong ordered him, "Come and push this bicycle inside."
Rong Wenming immediately walked over to his daughter's side, "I'll do it."
