The aunt stood aside, watching Mr. Bao with his cold expression. She stepped beside the young lady, "Miss An, the white fungus porridge this morning is smooth and creamy. You can try it first."
"Okay." Upon hearing the aunt's words, An Yin immediately sat up straight and smiled faintly.
An Yin picked up the spoon, took a small taste, and a pleasant fragrance filled her mouth. Her eyes brightened as she continued to eat spoonful after spoonful.
After Bao Shaojin finished the last bite of his toast, he laid down his knife and fork, lowering his gaze to watch the young lady eat with delight. The expression on his face gradually softened.
This meal, An Yin mostly ate light dishes, and the man watched her the entire time, forbidding her from eating fried foods or heavily oiled meats. However, he underestimated An Yin's appetite.
Surprisingly, even just these light breakfasts made the young lady quite happy.
After breakfast.
