"Ayin, I brought you Anran Restaurant's Hua Diao Drunken Chicken, their new signature dish. Come and give it a try."
At Tan Garden, Lu Fengxuan arrived home not too late.
The clock on the wall was just shy of pointing to the "8"; it wasn't quite 8 o'clock yet.
She slipped on her slippers, placed the takeout container on the coffee table in the living room, and turned her head to see Yan Xingxuan on the balcony, talking to someone on the phone.
Her voice from earlier had already caught Yan Xingxuan's attention, and soon, his tall figure started walking toward her.
"You're back. Sixth Uncle wants you to take the call." With that, Yan Xingxuan forcibly shoved the phone into her hand.
He caught the scent of the food, sat down, and eagerly opened the container's lid, ready to devour.
Lu Fengxuan shook her head and put the phone to her ear to answer, just in time to hear Yan Huaizheng calling for her.
