Jian Ran sniffed, sensing tears gathering in her eyes, and spoke hoarsely.
"So, mom, tonight I'll cook... you eat, just to fulfill a wish of mine."
Gu Mochen: "..."
Although the words seemed calm, only Gu Mochen knew how heart-wrenching Jian Ran was and how sorrowful she felt at that moment.
Su Wei was too troubled to listen to what Jian Ran was saying, and simply replied.
"The kitchen floor is slippery, greasy, and filled with smoke. Be careful."
"Alright."
Upon hearing Su Wei's words, Jian Ran felt a taste in her heart that couldn't be described, and lightly tugged at the corner of her lips.
She... shouldn't hold too many expectations for her, right?
Thinking of this, Jian Ran forced the tears back into her eyes.
"I'm going to cook, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon."
"Hmm..."
Su Wei hummed, while Gu Mochen took the initiative to say, "I'll help you."
"Okay."
...
The dinner couldn't be called sumptuous, but four dishes and a soup were quite refined.
