“Well, Manla. It’s enough...” Gu Yan pulled Manla and stopped her talking. Otherwise, there would be a quarrel again. Mo Xiangyan was resting inside, and it was not good for him to see it.

Then Manla didn’t go on her talking any more.

“Auntie, I’ll send the food to Xiangyan first. He must be hungry.”

“Wait. Give me the food. Let me taste it first and check it for my grandson.” Li Yunhong stopped Gu Yan and spoke.

Although ...