Young Madam is an Angel

"It warmed the whole body?" Ning Qirui's focus was a bit off. He glanced at Yang Jinyou and said with a faint smile, "So you really are that person! Otherwise, how would you know so clearly?"

Yang Jinyou, "…"

As the two talked, Ning Qirui's agent suddenly opened the door and walked in, carrying two heavy lunch boxes in his hands.

"Qirui, your dinner is here."

"It's so late, and you haven't eaten yet?" Yang Jinyou frowned and stepped aside to make way for the agent.

Ning Qirui's agent proficiently set up the table. He opened the lunch boxes and took out the soup, porridge, and the fish in them.

As soon as he opened the lunch box, the aroma of the food inside immediately wafted out and spread to the entire ward.

Ning Qirui mumbled uncomfortably, "It smells delicious."

On the other hand, Yang Jinyou was dumbstruck. He glanced at the three familiar dishes on the table, focusing on the fish.