"Aiyaya, is Second Uncle not happy? I was just worried that eating too much would tire Second Aunt out," Luo Qianqian said with a charming giggle, much to the delight of Luo Xihan.
"Alright, alright, your mouth is as sweet as honey. What's going on? Why are you still outside so late at night?" Luo Xihan didn't miss the background noise in Luo Qianqian's environment—it was clearly the sorrowful chirping of cicadas in the night.
Luo Qianqian paused, listening to the cicadas that sounded as if their throats were being pinched, and pursed her lips, "Second Uncle, can you add a waiter to Grandpa's birthday banquet? I also need to add a resume... with two or three years of experience," Luo Qianqian hesitated, although she was certain Luo Xihan would agree, she couldn't guarantee he wouldn't ask why, and if he did, she couldn't tell the truth but also couldn't lie to her family.
"Oh? A waiter?" Luo Xihan was somewhat surprised. Such a small matter?