Ji Nianwen seemed to have found some new toy, his hand held by Ye Li, he used his foot to kick, coincidentally, always hitting Mo Ze's unlucky card.
In the kitchen, Qi Yue dumped all the ingredients in, closed the lid, and proceeded to prepare the next dish. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ji Yanchen seriously making food and chuckled, "Making those health-conscious dishes again?"
During Ye Li's breastfeeding period, Ji Yanchen had learned to make quite a few nutritious dishes. In order to cater to Ye Li's tastes, he had even done extensive research.
"Just one or two dishes." When it came to it, Ji Yanchen was already in his thirties as well. A man stands firm at thirty, and time hadn't left too many traces on him, rather it had made him more mature and steady.
"Ji Nianwen!" Ye Li's angry voice came from outside.
Ji Yanchen paused in his movements, and Qi Yue gestured for him to go see, "Go check it out."
