"Mother, it's time to eat."
Lin Wanwan opened the warmer bag and displayed a few dishes. In the end, she brought out a bowl of fragrant porridge.
"I have made these personally. Haven't you always wanted to try my skills? Eat all of them up!"
Yu Yun blinked. "I never said I wanted to try your skills."
"That's because I've read your true feelings in your longing eyes."
Upon hearing this, Yu Yun felt a little embarrassed.
She could not help but feel envious after finding out that Old Master Lin had been eating Lin Wanwan's home-cooked dishes for the past few days. She didn't want to increase her daughter's burden and, thus, could only suppress the thoughts in her mind.
"Mother, your behavior of obviously wanting something but strongly suppressing it is really bad."
Yu Yun patted her hand lightly and said sullenly, "How impolite to your elders."
Lin Wanwan laughed.
