"Oh, it's fine. Being hungry for a while is perfect for losing weight," Lan Shan chuckled.
Soon, the dishes were served.
Shen Xiaya picked up a piece of steamed pork and placed it in Ye Xinluo's bowl, "Try it, see if the taste has changed. This is your favorite, I specially asked Mrs. Zhang to make it for you."
"Thank you, Auntie."
Ye Xinluo felt warmth in her heart, surprised that they still remembered her tastes after so long.
"Hey, today the whole table is filled with your favorite dishes, I'm out of favor..."
Lan Shan said grumpily.
"Don't you eat enough normally?" Shen Xiaya said.
"Mom, you're biased. As soon as Xinluo comes, you don't love me anymore," she pouted and grumbled.
Shen Xiaya smiled, "If only you were half as sensible as Xinluo, I wouldn't worry so much."
Her gaze at Ye Xinluo was full of affection, unable to hide it.
Lan Shan sat to the side, pouting, "I really doubt whether I'm your real daughter."
