He looked at the dishes on the table and quickly added, "Sit down first. I'll ask the chef to prepare a few more dishes. You can order more while you eat."
Liu Zhiyuan quickly put down the New Year's gift and smiled, "Dad, no need. These dishes are enough for us to eat. Don't waste them."
There was a kind light flashing in Song Huihai's deep eyes.
"It's not enough, definitely not enough. You're pregnant now, so you need more nutrition. I'll ask the chef to add more dishes now. Please sit down first."
Liu Zhiyuan tried to stop him, but Song Huihai was so excited that he completely ignored her.
Sitting at the dining table, she felt complicated. Looking at the busy Song Huihai's back, she sighed slightly.
Song Ling felt her emotions, reached out and held her small hand in his palm, his lips slightly raised.
Liu Zhiyuan also raised her lips slightly.
After I told the kitchen, he came out.
The servants at home gave Song Ling and Liu Zhiyuan two more bowls of rice. Song Huihai suddenly asked Song Ling with great interest: "Xiao Ling, do you want to have a drink?"
Song Ling was stunned for a moment. He seemed to have never had a drink with his father in his memory.
Before his marriage, his relationship with his father even became strained.
He looked at Liu Zhiyuan and asked her what she meant.
Liu Zhiyuan is pregnant now. He never smokes in front of her when he is with her.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at him and smiled, "Just drink a couple of glasses and don't drive. I'll have the driver take us back later."
Song Huihai immediately agreed, "Yes, Xiaoyuan is right. Have a couple of drinks less, and the driver at home will take you there later."
Just like that, the maid brought some white wine and filled Song Huihai and Song Ling's glasses.
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