As usual, Yan Bo arrived home at 6:30, being greeted swiftly by his mother who had heard the news from Qin Xiu.
"Son, I heard Ying'er has come back?" Madam Yan eagerly anticipated in front of her son.
With a simple nod, Yan Bo handed a bag he carried over to his mother.
"What's this?"
Seeing the unfamiliar bag, Madam Yan showed clear dissatisfaction. At this moment, her interest only lay in the news of Zhu Qianying, and nothing else, not even priceless jewelry could catch her attention.
"They are snacks made by Zhu Qianying, don't you want them?"
Seeing his mother's disgust, Yan Bo pretended to take them back.
A warm smile crossed Madam Yan's face as if spring bloomed, "Ying'er specially made these for us? Of course we want them!"
Being faster than a magician, Yan Bo slipped the bag high up on the shoe cabinet.
