Zhan Yun felt touched, for in all these years, this was the first time someone had cooked exclusively for him.
In the past, it was always Zhan Yun who attended to his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
At this moment, Zhan Yun looked at An'an, whose saliva was almost dripping out. She looked at Feng Lingxue pitifully, "Mommy, Daddy is back now. Can An'an eat?"
Feng Lingxue smiled slightly, "Eat up, you little glutton!"
Hearing Feng Lingxue's consent, An'an immediately jumped up with joy, "Oh, awesome!"
Then, An'an picked her favorite dish and started eating happily.
An'an was a foodie at heart. As long as there was something delicious, she would calm down and savor her food, content to eat by herself.
Zhan Yun then sat across from Feng Lingxue, "How did you handle Uncle's matter?"
Feng Lingxue's expression was not very satisfied, "One million two hundred thousand."
"He only took out one million two hundred thousand?" Zhan Yun frowned.
