New Year's Eve at the Su family's home meant a pause in work as everyone gathered to celebrate. Right from the morning, Qin Jiran had entered the kitchen, and in the afternoon, Mother Su joined him. However, not long after, she emerged and dragged Su Yanyi into the kitchen as well.
"Cough cough, Yanyi, New Year's Eve comes just once a year, you can't be lazy. Hurry up and make some delicious food for us." After pulling Su Yanyi into the kitchen, Mother Su gave her a piece of advice and left, leaving Su Yanyi helplessly looking at Qin Jiran.
Qin Jiran had also been busy all day. Aside from a quick lunch, he had been bustling about in the kitchen, intending to prepare a lavish feast for the family. The ingredients he prepared were quite complex; two of the soups alone required simmering all day long. Seeing Su Yanyi's helpless little expression, he smiled, took out some already made pastries, and fed them to Yanyi.
