Xia Yumo paused while eating, looked out at the man answering the phone, and laughed, "He made it?"
"Yes, Young Master was worried that you wouldn't be used to our breakfast, so he specially made it for you."
Chen Ma lowered her voice and said:
"Young Mistress, before you came to Gu's house, I've never seen our Young Master treat anyone this well, not even his mother has ever eaten breakfast made by him."
If the madam knew that Young Mistress' breakfast was made by her son early in the morning, her nose would probably be bent out of shape from anger.
Xia Yumo had eaten meals cooked by Gu Junhang before, but this was her first time for breakfast.
So at first, she really thought it was made by Chen Ma.
The moment Chen Ma told her it was made by Gu Junhang, warmth welled up in her heart.
Unconsciously, when she looked at Gu Junhang, her gaze became somewhat blurred.
