It was the full-moon banquet for Lin Jiajun's son. The event was handled by the same planning company that had organized Lin Feng's wedding banquet.
Two months after the one-year-old birthday party, Lin Feng and Lin Rui met again.
Lin Feng's table was occupied by Lin Dashan's family. Zhou Cuilan had taken the young grandchildren to play in the hotel's designated play area. Before they came, Lin Feng had made sure they were all well-fed, so there were only four people at their table.
Lin Rui came over with Du Yan and greeted Lin Feng with a smile. "I've been busy these past few days. When are you leaving? I'll treat you to a meal."
As a coach, the long holidays were their busiest time of year.
Lin Feng smiled. "I'm leaving in a couple of days."
"No need to eat out. It's inconvenient to go out with the children, and besides, their cooking isn't as good as mine." With his God-level Culinary Skills, he was quite confident about his own cooking.
