Lin Xiangwan nodded, then took out an envelope, which was quite bulging.
She gently placed it on the table and pushed it towards Song Yichen's father. "Dad, I was in a hurry when I came and didn't buy much. I know you don't need this now, but it's also my little token of appreciation. Please keep it!"
"I can't accept this," Song Dad pushed the envelope back.
Lin Xiangwan pushed it back again and stood up. "Dad, it's getting late tonight, and the kids have school tomorrow. I'll head back now!"
Song Dad was still reluctant to part. "Are you leaving so soon?"
"Yes! I'll come to visit you earlier another day, and I'll contact Yichen!" Lin Xiangwan glanced at Song Yichen.
Song Yichen was also particularly sad to see Lin Xiangwan leave and grabbed her wrist. "Since you're here, why don't you stay for dinner before leaving? Otherwise, won't you have to eat when you get home?"
Lin Xiangwan skillfully dodged Song Yichen. "Let's eat another day. I won't eat today!"