As soon as the little one finished speaking, Shen Jingrou came in carrying a tray.
In the next moment, she looked at her daughter with amusement and said, "What are you whispering to your little aunt behind my back?"
"I, I didn't!" The little one lowered her head guiltily, waving her hands repeatedly.
An Yin was still pondering over what the little one had just said.
Shen Jingrou placed the tray on the table and sat down across from them.
"Try this!" After saying that, she distributed the small cakes from the tray onto their plates.
The cake in front of the little one was mainly in cartoon shapes, looking quite adorable.
In contrast, the one before An Yin was clearly crafted with care. The cake, though small, was sculpted into the shape of a flower, looking almost real. An Yin was reluctant to take a bite.
"Hee hee, I'm going to start!" The little one didn't hesitate, picked up a small spoon, and happily scooped some cheesecake into her mouth.
