Lin Mo picked up a simple menu from the nightstand and reached for the landline reserved for internal communication within the Lin Family. "Prepare some food: items one, three, four, and five, and just make any soup to go with it."
There was no helping it; the life of the wealthy was just this simple and unadorned.
About ten minutes later, two maids delivered the meal. Once they left, Lin Mo put on his slippers, took An Youyu by the hand, and led her to a small dining table in the corner. "Eat."
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