"Alright, alright, all yours! Eat slowly~"
Rarely did someone appreciate her cooking so much, and it was her most beloved daughter no less. Mother Ye couldn't stop grinning, "Xianxian really is Mama's most thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket."
But being that little cotton-padded jacket wasn't easy...
Ye Xian looked at the sweet and sour pork loin under her hand, her eyebrows nearly twisting into knots.
She simply couldn't understand how a pair of hands capable of creating such perfect artworks could produce something so devastatingly wasteful.
Yet she felt too guilty to upset her...
"Little sis, aren't you being a bit too domineering? Big brother likes it too, I'm taking it away!"
A large hand suddenly swooped in from in front of her and took the sweet and sour pork loin away.
Ye Xian looked up at Ye Shaowen in surprise, her eyes gradually filling with emotion and guilt.
Big brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have harmed you. I only now realize how good you are to me...
