Lin Wan sat on the stone bench.
"Ms. Lin, I'll go get a Starry Sky Flowing Heart Tiramisu." Li Zexin was impatient.
"I also want to eat a slice." Li Zekai followed his brother.
Lin Wan and Li Yanchen were the only ones left in the courtyard.
[Xiao Huan, you've worked hard!]
[Is Mr. Li's heart aching for his tired wife? He keeps giving Lin Wan a massage.]
[Did Xiao Huan make desserts for the entire Festival Group? The six-layer baking tray was full!]
[Although Teacher Xia is helping her. As the main chef, she must be very tired.]
Li Yanchen had watched the live broadcast of the Sweet Little Circle. He felt sorry for Lin Wan. However, Lan Village had its limit. He wasn't allowed to bring a massage chair from home. Hence, he was massaging her shoulders hoping it would help a bit.
