The room was equipped with underfloor heating, making it very warm.
The temperature was quite high, and they even had to open the window a bit to maintain a comfortable level.
The elders were wearing thin T-shirts and shirts indoors.
The little fellow's face turned rosy as soon as he was enveloped by this warmth.
The old lady checked again; the little guy's face was already warm.
Only then did she let him take off all his outerwear.
Tonight was the Little New Year's Eve, and Ye Fei, thinking it was a rare visit, decided to be responsible for the dinner on Little New Year's Eve and make something delicious.
The old lady objected, "That won't do. Even though your cooking skills are excellent, even recognized by Michelin three-star chef Gu Changfeng, having such a culinary talent at home and not letting you show your skills would be a pity."
"But it's fine to occasionally make one or two dishes; you can't be busy preparing a dinner for the whole family."
