Today's dinner was exceptionally warm due to the addition of Fu Linglong.
Gu Yuzhe didn't provoke Ye Fanxing as he used to, and Ye Fanxing didn't argue with him either.
Fu Linglong picked up the spoon and served soup for Ye Fanxing, "Xingxing, drink more. You're too thin."
"Thank you, sis." Ye Fanxing took the soup.
She had actually gained a little weight recently, but this was a soup personally made by her sister, which she had been craving since she saw it in the kitchen.
After serving the soup for Ye Fanxing, Fu Linglong neglected the rest of the two.
Gu Yuzhe said, "Mom, I want soup too."
"Help yourself."
"Am I not your baby anymore?" He had been the blood son for so many years, but he wasn't as important as Ye Fanxing who had only entered the family for a few months.
Fu Linglong looked at him disdainfully, "No. Didn't you say you didn't like me calling you that?"
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