Twenty minutes later.
Youran's mother came out again, holding a plate of red bean buns.
Youran looked teary-eyed at the red bean buns in her hands; her small hand trembling as she took one and gently bit into it.
A sweet scent of red bean immediately lingered in her mouth.
"How is it?" Youran's parents and Gu Yu, all with eyes fixed on her, full of concern, asked.
"So far... no reaction..." Youran swallowed the bite of red bean bun, blinked her eyes, and honestly replied.
"Then have a few more bites and see," Youran's mother suggested to her.
Youran nodded her head, her face expressing a heroic resignation as she took another bite of the red bean bun.
This time, it seemed there was still no reaction.
Youran immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly finished off the hot red bean bun in her hand.
The people in the living room watched her safely eat an entire red bean bun and let out a long sigh of relief.