Old Madam Ye looked lovingly at the drawing for a while, then called her assistant Lucy to come in and asked her to make a copy of the drawing and arrange for it to be framed.
Lucy quickly understood the old lady's meaning. She couldn't take the original, so she did her best to take clear photos and left the ward to carry out the old lady's instructions.
The notebook was carefully stored aside. When Qin Sui'an finished drinking her milk, the Ye family began to enjoy their dinner.
Ye Rongyuan was waiting for little one to taste his creation. He brought the simplest dish he made, a bowl of egg custard, to little one's table.
He looked at little one expectantly. "Ann, try it. This is made by me!"
Qin Sui'an didn't refuse. She was also curious about what her uncle could make.
Taking her own cute children's spoon, little one carefully scooped a bite of the egg custard and tasted it.
The smooth and tender flavor of the egg custard melted in her mouth almost without chewing.