Mu Weidong and Huang Qingtian arrived home almost at the same time.
Meeting outside the Mu family mansion, the two men deeply shared the helplessness and sorrow in their eyes before entering the house together.
"Qingtian, I heard Keke made us a cake. Later, you should come over and grab some digestive tablets from me!"
"Dad, I've actually prepared some too!"
After looking at each other again, the two men sighed once more.
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"I even added some honey to the cake today. I reckon it'll taste better than the last time!" At the dining table, the young woman who had just brought the warm cake kept talking non-stop about her special creation that day.
"Hmm, it smells better than before!"
"Right, that's what I think too!"
The two men at the dining table both wore smiles, showing no signs of the extensive preparations they had made to eat the young woman's cake.
On the side, Zhou Ziyu hastily offered, "Seeing how much your dad loves it, why don't I let him have my portion today?"
