Transmigrating into a book, the fake daughter is spoiled by the group every day

"Okay, Ning'er, let's go to the pavilion and sit for a while and rest." Song Yun suggested, and at the same time stood up and took Luo Ning'er's hand and walked towards the pavilion in the garden.

The breeze brings bursts of floral fragrance, making people feel happy.

Luo Ning'er responded to her mother with a smile: "Okay, Mom." She gently took Song Yun's arm and walked towards the exquisite pavilion together.

As soon as we reached the pavilion, Aunt Mei appeared at the right time with tea and snacks.

With a warm smile on her face, she said, "Madam, Miss, dinner is almost ready. Please eat something first."

Aunt Mei placed the things neatly on the stone table in the pavilion with a smile, then turned around and went back into the house to continue her work.

Luo Ning'er and Song Yun sat in the pavilion, feeling the cool air inside and surrounded by blooming flowers, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

Song Yun poured Luo Ning'er a cup of hot tea and handed it to her: "Try this tea, it tastes very good."

Luo Ning'er took the teacup and took a sip. The tea was fragrant and had a mellow taste. Since she didn't know much about tea, Luo Ning'er just smiled and nodded: "Mm, it tastes good."

Then, Song Yun picked up a piece of cake and handed it to Luo Ning'er: "Try this, it tastes great with tea."

Luo Ninger took the cake, took a bite, and was sweet and delicious. She praised it highly: "Delicious! Thank you, Mom."

The mother and daughter sipped tea and ate snacks, chatting and laughing, enjoying this moment of leisure.

The breeze gently blew the hair of the mother and daughter, bringing a cool feeling.

They would occasionally exchange a few words, but more often than not, they were immersed in their own thoughts, enjoying the tacit understanding and companionship that did not require words.

Time seems to have stood still, with only the slightly trembling leaves and the occasional bird song reminding us of the passage of time.

The mother and daughter sat in the pavilion for a while when they suddenly heard footsteps.

Then, Aunt Mei appeared in front of them, with a smile on her face, and said, "Madam, Miss, Mr. and Master are back."

Song Yun nodded and replied, "Okay, I understand." She turned to look at her daughter and said gently, "Come on, An An, let's go back to the living room."

Luo Ning'er stood up from her seat, carefully smoothed the wrinkles on her skirt, then walked gracefully, following her mother towards the living room.

After entering the living room, she found that her father Luo Xiangming and brother Luo Jinghao had changed their clothes and were sitting leisurely on the sofa.

"You're back! How was the concert?" Luo Xiangming looked at them gently as they walked in and asked softly.

"Very good! Cool Fire performed exceptionally well, and they even mentioned that they would hold a concert in Hai City." Luo Ning'er answered excitedly as she walked over to sit next to Luo Xiangming.

“Oh, really?” Luo Xiangming raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a hint of surprise.

"Of course it's true, Dad! Can you talk to Uncle Zhang and ask him to be a little more lenient when reviewing the Cool Fire Band's application to hold a concert in Hai City?" Luo Ning'er hugged Luo Xiangming's arm tightly, shaking it like a spoiled child.

"Well..." Luo Xiangming deliberately dragged out his voice and paused for a moment, while observing his daughter's anxious expression.

Finally, he agreed: "Okay, I'll talk to him and see if I can make some concessions. But the premise is that it doesn't violate the principles."

"Don't worry, Dad!" Luo Ning'er was full of joy, with a bright smile on her face.

"You didn't like them this much before, and you're like this after just meeting them once." Luo Jinghao joked. He couldn't help but laugh at his sister Luo Ning'er's crazy look.

"What do you know? I didn't know them before. But after meeting them this time, I found that it was not easy for them to overcome all difficulties along the way with their passion for music." Luo Ning'er retorted, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Is it as good as you say?" Luo Jinghao questioned. He felt that his sister was exaggerating.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask mom." Luo Ning'er turned her head and looked firmly at her mother Song Yun, who was sitting at the other end of the sofa and smiling at them, with anticipation glimmering in her eyes.

"Mom, you also think the Cool Fire group is great, right?" Luo Ning'er asked anxiously.

Song Yun nodded gently and responded softly, "Yes, they are indeed very talented and hardworking. As for their specific personalities, I can't be sure of them after just one meeting."

Hearing her mother's affirmative answer, Luo Ning'er almost jumped for joy. She turned around and proudly showed off to her brother: "See, even mom said that!"

Luo Jinghao smiled helplessly and stopped teasing his sister. After all, his mother's evaluation still had a certain weight.

"Okay, let's go eat. Xiao Li has something to do and won't be back for dinner." Song Yun said.

Several people slowly walked into the restaurant, and at a glance, they saw that the table was filled with all kinds of delicious dishes.

These dishes are not only bright in color and fragrant, but also beautifully presented, making people salivate.

Soft lighting shines on every carefully prepared dish, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

As soon as Luo Ning'er saw the delicious food on the table, she couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of her favorite sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in her mouth.

The sweet and sour flavor instantly spread throughout her mouth, causing her to squint her eyes and nod in praise. "Mom, the chef's cooking is getting better and better! These sweet and sour spare ribs are simply delicious. Come and try some too."

As she spoke, Luo Ning'er picked up another piece and handed it to Song Yun.

Song Yun smiled and took the sweet and sour pork ribs handed to her by her daughter and took a light bite.

The familiar taste made the corners of her mouth raise gently.

Song Yun gently patted the back of Luo Ning'er's hand and said with a smile, "Looking at your expression, I know that these sweet and sour spare ribs are to your liking. Don't be anxious, eat slowly."

As night falls, the lights in the restaurant become softer, illuminating the happy figures of a family.

They sat around the dining table, enjoying the delicious food and chatting happily.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

After dinner, the four of them came to the living room and sat on the soft sofa. On the table was the fresh fruit that Aunt Mei had just cut, emitting an enticing fruity aroma.

"School is about to start in two days. See if there is anything you need to buy. I can give you some money to buy it in the next two days." Luo Xiangming said gently, and took out his mobile phone to transfer money to Luo Ning'er.

"No need, Dad, I have my own money." Although Luo Ning'er said this, she ran upstairs very honestly to get her cell phone.