Pretty young anchorwoman: Big brother, come into my bowl!

"You didn't even tell me you were coming back. Your uncle didn't buy any good groceries." As she moved, Xu's mother casually remarked.

"Oh dear~" Xu Qingyi drawled out her voice and coaxed her mother, "I just wanted to give you a surprise."

"Besides, Uncle Yan's cooking is so delicious, there's no need to prepare anything special."

As he spoke, he glanced at Yan He, who was busy beside him, and gave him a knowing look that said, "I was right."

Yan He shook his head with amusement and stood on his wife's side.

"It was too casual. If I had known you were coming back, I would have definitely cooked a big meal to welcome Qingqing back."

Then he glanced at his wife, waiting for praise.

Mrs. Xu smiled and gave him an approving look. "Never mind, there's another chance tonight. Let's just make do with this meal for now."

Then she continued humming a little tune as she fiddled with her mung bean cakes.

Thankfully, her mother stopped bringing up the matter of her surprise return.

Xu Qingyi breathed a small sigh of relief.

Yan He glanced at her thoughtfully, then silently went to cook.

……

Xu's mother used serving chopsticks to put a piece of food into Xu Qingyi's bowl, saying as she did so, "Qingqing is too thin. She must not be eating properly, right?"

Maybe that's why your mom thinks you've lost weight.

Xu Qingyi silently stuffed the food into her mouth, as quiet as a chicken.

Seeing his wife getting more and more into it, Yan He, who had previously ignored it, couldn't help but start to help his stepdaughter out of the predicament.

He also picked up a piece of shredded potato with his chopsticks and put it in his wife's bowl, saying, "How is the shredded potato I cooked today? Does it suit your taste?"

With her mother's attention diverted, Xu Qingyi, who was finally relieved from being so full that she felt like throwing up, secretly gave Yan He a grateful look.

Good heavens, a mother's love is too heavy.

……

After dinner, Xu Qingyi and her mother sat on the sofa chatting. Yan He, a virtuous husband and father, washed the fruit, cut it into small pieces, and placed it on the coffee table before continuing his battle with kitchen hygiene.

"By the way, Qingqing, how many days are you staying this time?"

"Mother Xu asked casually."

Xu Qingyi: "Probably two or three days."

She took a few days off from her job and told her fans.

Mrs. Xu was unhappy. Her beloved daughter had been away from her for so long, and when she finally came back, she only stayed for two or three days.

Looking at her mother, who was over forty but looked like she was thirty, Xu Qingyi couldn't help but sigh that Uncle Yan was really good to her. They had been married for almost ten years, and she had always been well taken care of.

If only back then...

Xu Qingyi shook her head, clearing her mind of thoughts.

What's past is past; we must look forward.

"Qingqing? Qingqing!"

A pair of slender, fair hands waved in front of her eyes, trying to wake Xu Qingyi from her reverie.

"What are you thinking about? I've been calling you for ages and you haven't responded."

Xu's mother nudged Xu Qingyi, who had finally come to her senses, with a look that said, "I really can't do anything with you."

Xu Qingyi smiled at her mother pleadingly, trying to get away with it by being cute.

Mrs. Xu: "You, you're so good at playing the innocent."

That's what they say, but their expressions are quite amusing.

Yan He, who had finished tidying up the kitchen, also came out. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "You love this kind of thing."

He sometimes gets a little jealous.

Mrs. Xu glanced at the man who had spoken up, and Yan He shut up.

Xu Qingyi smiled as she watched their interaction.

Suddenly, Xu's mother said something out of the blue.

"By the way, now that Qingqing is back, let's invite Xixi back for a family reunion dinner tonight."

Upon hearing this, Yan He first glanced at Xu Qingyi, then nodded, "Okay, we'll do it your way."

Xu Qingyi lowered her eyes, showing no emotion.