By the time the meal was ready, the kitchen was already filled with a rich, intoxicatingly delicious aroma.
Su Qinglan had personally cooked a massive pot of hearty food alongside Hu Yan and Han Jue. The three of them had been busy for quite some time, preparing enough to feed the entire household and their growing family.
Just as Su Qinglan was about to bring the steaming dishes outside, a delighted, boisterous voice suddenly echoed from the courtyard.
"Sister!"
"I knew you were cooking something!"
The voice was brimming with pure excitement.
"I knew it! We are connected so well! I could already smell your cooking from far away, so I immediately rushed over to eat!"
Su Qinglan paused, her hands still holding a heavy wooden tray. She slowly turned her head toward the kitchen entrance.
Sure enough... Mo Xiaoli popped his head inside.
