"What should I cut them into?" Su Wanyu rolled up her sleeves and walked in.
"Just cut them into small chunks or slices, that should be fine."
Once the cake base in the rice cooker was ready, she spread the whipped cream on the cake base and even tried to pipe some flowers, but it ended in failure.
In the end, she used the fruit Su Wanyu had cut to garnish the cake.
Since it was her first time making it, the appearance wasn't very appealing, but just having it take shape was enough to satisfy Jiang Mianmian.
"Daughter, wife, what are you two doing?" Just as the mother and daughter were admiring their masterpiece, Jiang Changhai walked in and asked in confusion after seeing the simple birthday cake.
"Dad, you're back? This is a fruit cake Mom and I made together, try some," Jiang Mianmian said as she took a knife to cut the cake and handed pieces to her parents.
