"I think I have no talent in cooking at all."
Shi Qingzhou replied gently, "Who can possibly be good in every area? Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. It isn't that much of a big deal anyway. You're doing great in other areas already."
It was obviously just a simple meal, but An Xiaoning had a great time relishing the food. It was her first time eating a home-cooked meal made by her biological mother.
Every bite was full of the flavor of happiness.
"When is our son going to the training camp?" An Xiaoning asked.
"Tomorrow." Speaking of this, Jin Qingyan added, "The coach and culture lesson teacher have both called me for a discussion. So as to allow him to concentrate on his practice, with the exception of special matters, he's not allowed to leave."
That is to say, without Jin Yiheng as his cover, meeting her openly and aboveboard would become a luxury he could only dream of.
