Outside, they don't sell it; only the pastry chef at Qin Family Villa can make it.
But she remembered that the cake-making process was very troublesome and required a long wait.
Ji Weitian calculated the time they had been at Qin Family Villa and felt it wasn't enough. Where did Qin Nanyu get the cake from?
"On the way back, I asked the pastry chef to make it in advance, but there still wasn't enough time. I just waited a while longer, so I came out late. Did you get anxious?" Qin Nanyu sat in the driver's seat, stretching out his hand to buckle his seatbelt as he turned and asked her.
"..."
Ji Weitian stared at the cake in her hand, knowing that he had come out so slowly because he was waiting for the cake for her. The gloom that had been weighing on her heart just a second ago vanished in an instant.
She opened the box and ate the cake with delight.
