Jing Ruyue was relieved that her daughter had a great relationship with her husband.
It was almost night time when Xu Xiyan and Huo Yunshen exited their bedroom.
They could smell food as soon as they came out and they looked at each other, wondering who was making the food.
They ran down the stairs and found Jing Ruyue cooking dinner in the kitchen with an apron over her.
"Mum! What are you doing? I'm supposed to do that!" Xu XIyan said and tried to snatch the spatula away from her mother.
"No, I'll do it," Jing Ruyue said, not handing the spatula and wok over to her daughter. "You must miss my food, right?"
"Mum…"
Treas began to roll down Xu Xiyan's cheek. It had been years since she last tasted her mother's food, and she had thought that she would never taste them again.
"Come on, what are you crying for? Go wait outside, I'll be done in a jiffy."
"Okay," Xu Xiyan laughed. "I'll go get the kid with Yunshen."
