TWO WEEKS LATER, THE QIN MANSION.
"There you are, Xin Xin. Come help me hold this!" Mrs Yang called as she took a fresh tray of cupcakes out of the oven.
"Coming," Song Ruoxin set down the knife on the counter, wiped her hand with a paper towel, and ran to the oven. She took the tray from Mrs Yang and carried it to the table.
Qin Shoiming was discharged from the hospital today and was on his way back home. Mrs Yang and the rest of the maids were preparing a grand welcome ceremony.
Song Ruoxin was shocked by the level of preparation, it was like they were preparing for a banquet and not a small family dinner.
Mrs Yang had prepared different types of deserts, they were more than enough to make up the entire menu of a bakery for a day.
