Wei De was full of smiles as he held the keys in his hands. He sounded even more amiable. "Sorry to have kept the two of you waiting for so long. Old Chief, you must be hungry. Why don't we have our meal first?"
"Let auntie serve the dishes." Toward this, Zhai Yaohui did not intend to make things difficult for Wei De at all.
Hearing Zhai Yaohui speak, Zhai Hua let out a sigh of relief. "It's already so late. Let's quickly have our dinner."
After all, there were only three people having a meal in the Zhai family tonight. The family did not have the habit of wasting food. Hence, the dishes prepared were very ordinary and commonplace.
Soon after, the auntie brought out three dishes and one soup to the table.
At the sight of these three dishes and one soup, Wei De was full of disdain.
