Here's the line-by-line translation:
"Zaizai!"
"How did your cooking become so much better all of a sudden?"
"The last time you cooked, it was still so awful."
"I've been learning how to cook lately."
"Your cooking skills are improving way too fast, Xiao Yan."
"That's really amazing!"
Lai Feifei kept showering him with praises as she dove into her meal with gusto.
While eating, she pulled out a box of Wangma Milk from her bag.
"Zaizai, your favorite Wangma Milk."
To the quirky Aunt Lai, Li Zhiyan felt an overwhelming fondness. Taking the milk from her, he joined Aunt Lai in having dinner.
After dinner, Lai Feifei sprawled out on the sofa, sipping on more wine.
When Li Zhiyan finished washing the dishes and looked over at Lai Feifei again, she had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
The wine from the bottle had spilled quite a bit on the sofa. By now, it was already dark.
"Aunt Lai!"
