"We haven't served the main dishes yet!" Gong Qi casually grabbed the wheelchair's handle and smiled, "As per your instructions, I've already contacted those people. What's the plan next?"
Fu Yihan glanced at his watch and asked, "When do we eat?"
"...That's it?" Gong Qi asked in surprise.
Fu Yihan raised a brow, "What else?"
"...Alright then, you're still not telling me, huh?"
Fu Yihan said nothing.
Letting go of the wheelchair, Gong Qi glanced toward Su Qingnuan with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I'm leaving this to you. I'll go check on the kitchen."
"Ah! Okay," Su Qingnuan hurriedly responded.
She quickly took over the wheelchair and watched Gong Qi disappear into the kitchen.
"Is Mr. Gong planning to cook himself?" Su Qingnuan asked curiously.
"Hm." Fu Yihan looked toward the sofa, "Push me over."
Su Qingnuan immediately pushed him toward the sofa.
Though it wasn't their house, at this moment, only Su Qingnuan and Fu Yihan were sitting in the living room.
