"Daddy said that."
As soon as Little Yan said this, he felt something was a bit off.
Lan Xin Ai squinted her eyes—this annoying man was corrupting Little Yan again.
"Go inside and play with your classmates. I'm heading home now."
"Bye-bye, Mommy!"
Lan Xin Ai watched Little Yan walk into the classroom before leaving the school. When she got home, it was almost five o'clock.
Lan Xin Ai immediately rushed into the kitchen and busied herself.
"Xin Ai, you're cooking again tonight? Come out of the kitchen, don't overexert yourself," Elder Lady Xi said, seeing her busying around in the kitchen.
"Grandma, it's fine. I want to cook."
"You can't be cooking all day long. Don't exhaust yourself."
"Grandma, I just want to make something delicious for my husband."
Lan Xin Ai had no choice but to admit the truth. Elder Lady Xi chuckled, "Ah, the young couple is planning a candlelit dinner tonight, huh? I'll leave you two lovebirds alone then."
