She was so embarrassed, the harm she suffered could not be compensated with material things.
They were exposing her to the world. How could she have the face to meet anyone, even Xuan Xianchen.
Ye Ai placed the food boxes in his hands on the dining table one by one. The dining table was filled with the porridge Yuan Haolie had cooked in the morning, a few fried side dishes found in the refrigerator, and the cooked food he had just brought.
A table.
"Wow, it's so rich."
Yao Fan couldn't help but poke his head out from behind his mother. He felt so hungry when he smelled the fragrance!
Seeing Yao Fan like this, Yao Hanbing had no choice but to let him eat, and Ye Ai also bought her favorite and Yao Fan's favorite pancakes, egg tarts, donut rings... No wonder Yao Fan couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food.
Yuan Haolie held Yao Hanbing's slightly cold catkin and wrapped it in his thick palm. Yao Hanbing was startled and looked into his burning black eyes.
"I've been making it all morning, you can try it."
She was slightly stunned. She had never seen Yuan Haolie cook before, let alone cook for her.
There are only simple dishes in the refrigerator, and the daily side dishes on the table, through his hands, can rival the delicacies of big hotels outside.
She has been led by him to sit on the dining chair, he is close to her, and Yao Fan is on the other side of Yao Hanbing.
She took a sip of the porridge, and a sweetness penetrated into her heart. She didn't know that he had learned such a good skill in the past three years.
"These side dishes taste good too, please try them."
Yuan Haolie put each of those home-cooked dishes into Yao Hanbing's bowl. He spent a lot of effort. He opened the refrigerator early in the morning and saw a few simple home-cooked dishes.
In the past two years, he had somehow become obsessed with making family side dishes. He used to not pay much attention to such trivial matters. There were more than ten cooks from different countries in his family, but he didn't even feel a sense of warmth.
He tried to learn to cook, imagining the warm feeling if someone could taste these dishes with him and have children by his side.
Yao Hanbing put the vegetables he put in her mouth, and she lowered her head, with no color in her eyes.
Yuan Haolie was not disappointed. He knew that Yao Hanbing's seemingly unaffected eyes were not indifferent. Sometimes, what moved her was just a little thing.
"Mommy, it's delicious. Although Mommy usually cooks delicious food, these dishes are really delicious!"
Yao Fan ate almost all the dishes of family dishes, pancakes, egg tarts, and donuts, as if he wanted to eat up all the food he didn't eat last night.
"Eat slowly."
Yao Hanbing gently wiped the oil-stained corners of Xiaofan's mouth with a napkin. It was rare for him to eat such a sumptuous meal. Yao Fan followed her, her family was not rich, and she was usually very measured. What she should buy and what she should eat.
All have plans.
It can't be too extravagant, and it can't be too bad. In short, Yao Fan has been growing up very healthily, and he doesn't have many major or minor illnesses, so she doesn't have to worry too much.
"Mommy, is uncle bullying you? If so, I can endure hunger without eating. No one can bully Mommy, not even the real daddy!"
Yao Fan glared at Yuan Haolie angrily. Although the uncle who asked him to call him daddy made delicious food and was very handsome, he made his mother cry yesterday.