Though Little Jia wondered with her little chin between her tiny thumb and index finger, how exactly did her little brother end up in her mommy's tummy? And how exactly would he arrive?
She did not dare to ask too many questions, however. "Mommy, daddy, are you guys hungry? Little Jia cooked for both of you."
"You did what?" Wan Jia and Lu Aotian almost fainted from shock.
Little Jia wondered why her parents had such a huge reaction. Was there something wrong?
The butler rushed to explain. "Master, little miss wanted to watch the chefs cook."
Wan Jia sighed in relief. So it was only watching.
"That's dangerous. You are not allowed to set foot in the kitchen until I decide that you are old enough." He said to her seriously.
"Yes. Got it daddy."
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