"Looks like we need to prepare some good New Year's supplies this year."
Lin Ping said to his wife, Yuan Li, with a smile in his eyes, "When that kid comes to visit us for the New Year, I'll personally cook up a feast for him."
"Sure, sounds good! I'll head to the department store later to get more New Year's supplies!"
A son-in-law is visiting—well, even if he's not officially their son-in-law yet, he's still a guest and a great benefactor to their family, so naturally, they can't be shabby in their hospitality.
...
"You sure you don't need me to drop you off inside?"
Yu Qiao, the driver responsible for Lin Commander, gently parked the car and looked at Kang Yiyang for confirmation.
"No need, it's just a few steps from the gate."
With that, Kang Yiyang got out of the car, retrieved his rolled bedding, travel bag, thermos, and mesh bag from the back seat, and sincerely said to Yu Qiao, "Thank you!"
"No need to thank me, I'm just following orders."
