The next day, early morning.
"Oh, did the sun rise from the west today? Up so early?" Mrs. Han got up yawning early in the morning, thinking there was a guest at home, and she should get up early to make breakfast.
Unexpectedly, she got up to find her daughter busy in the kitchen.
Her daughter, who was usually a sleepyhead, surprisingly got up so early, and was even voluntarily making breakfast.
Is this... still my familiar daughter?
Han Meimei turned her head to give her mom a slightly flustered smile: "Mom, you're defaming me. How am I not a filial girl who gets up early to make a love-filled breakfast for her parents?"
"Hehe..."
"Mom!..."
"Alright, alright, it's Mom who misunderstood you." Mrs. Han was gratified to see her daughter suddenly becoming sensible, "Breakfast is quite rich, looks like your skills are pretty good, Sun will definitely love it."
"I'll go call him."
"Mom."
"What's up?" Mrs. Han stopped and looked at her.
