Uncle Wang's gaze harbored so many malicious words!
When Bai Yurou gave him a fierce glare, she heard the elevator doors open.
Nan Qiao, dressed in athletic wear, came downstairs. With a smile, Bai Yurou greeted her, "Sister, you're up early. Do you have something to do this morning?"
Could Nan Qiao also be thinking of making breakfast for Mom and Dad?
Bai Yurou watched her with a guarded look, making Nan Qiao feel uncomfortable all over.
"I'm going out for a run."
As Nan Qiao left, Bai Yurou took a deep breath and hurriedly went to the kitchen to cook.
...
When Bai Zhenyang and Chen Xinwan came downstairs to eat, they were surprised to see Bai Yurou, wearing an apron, cooking.
Chen Xinwan's eyes drifted to the servant serving dishes. Good, there was no panic on her face. It seemed Bai Yurou hadn't blown up the kitchen.
Grinning, Bai Yurou said, "Dad, Mom, time to eat. I made breakfast for you. Please try it and see if Yurou has made any progress."