"Will there be enough?"
"There's more than enough. I'll even get Zhao Zhan to make a few more delicious dishes for everyone later." Yue Jiaojiao held Li Miao's arm and chuckled. "Don't you feel lonely spending the New Year with just you and Yang Dashan?"
Li Miao looked at Yang Dashan hesitantly.
Seeing that she wanted to go, Yang Dashan couldn't bear to let his wife suffer even if he wanted to refuse. "Thank you for inviting us, we would love to have lunch together."
"Yang Dashan, you're being too polite. We're close. There's no need to thank us. Besides, Zhao Zhan and I went on a long trip some time ago, and you took care of everything here. By right, we should be thanking you."
"I'm treating you to a meal so that means Zhao Zhan and I are the ones who have the advantage. Hahaha!"
"Jiaojiao, I'm not happy if you say that." Li Miao pretended to be angry. "Are you trying to make fun of us by saying that?"