So, taking advantage of every time An Baobei picked up a dish, Ning Zihan would turn the round table, bringing different dishes close to An Baobei.
Seeing Ning Zihan being so attentive, Su Haoyu and Ning Wuze exchanged a smile, saying nothing.
An Jing, on the other hand, had quite a favorable impression of Ning Zihan's actions, but she didn't say anything either.
Su Changyi noticed Ning Zihan caring for his precious daughter. He furrowed his brow slightly, ignoring Ning Zihan, and continued feeding egg custard to the little one in his arms.
An Baobei continued instinctively picking the closest dish to eat, but as she ate, she noticed something different from before. Suddenly, the taste and type of dish seemed to change each time, unlike before when she was eating the same dish.
