Zhu Qianying didn't immediately answer their baby boy, instead, she gave a side glance at the takeout menu in Yan Shaoye's hand.
"Want pizza?"
Yan Shaoye hesitated, "I don't want you to overwork..."
Zhu Qianying rolled her eyes at him, "Oh, Lord Yan, can you stop being so affected? Just be like you used to be!"
Honestly, Zhu Qianying truly wished for Yan Shaoye to be as he was before!
Yan Shaoye slightly furrowed his brows, as if he was trying hard to recall the past, "How was I before?"
Zhu Qianying wasn't sure whether to praise his acting skills or to demean his terrible memory.
Or perhaps, some things are only remembered by her alone, even though she didn't intend to remember it all.
"Wasn't it you who had the driver pick me up before dawn so I could cook breakfast for you? Wasn't it you who had Brother Qin send me an elaborate recipe early in the morning for me to cook and send to you?"
