This little ancestor's background is too pitiful. Although he has a dad, a grandma, and a bunch of people doting on him, he still doesn't have a mom no matter what.
Grandma Wang's heart softened. "Alright then."
"Mhm, mhm." Yu Ziqian nodded happily.
Once Grandma Wang left, the little one became even more unruly.
He devised various ways to lure the woman in the room outside. "Wow, there's so much beef to eat, and there's still so much left. Hmm, this braised beef soup is the tastiest, mixed with rice, so fragrant..."
Inside the room, An Ning's stomach 'gurgled' loudly.
Thinking about the fragrant and sweet soup, mixed with rice, and the plenty of meat to eat, along with crunchy side dishes.
An Ning was so hungry that it seemed endless...
She wanted to eat, really wanted to eat.
Outside the door, Yu Ziqian said to the meatball, "I'm so full, Meatball, you must have eaten a lot too."
"Umm, umm..." The overfed Meatball lay on the ground, barely able to move its eyes.
