Lan Yue nodded with a smile.
She always thought An Ziqi had a good nature, gentle and kind, but now it seemed that occasionally her temper could flare up, and she was definitely not the type of frail woman who would let others push her around.
Without Xiao Moli and the others causing trouble, and with Lan Yue's help, An Ziqi quickly finished cooking the dishes.
Originally, she and Xiao Moli should have been staying at their own home, but Ningning was busy with special training, and wouldn't be back for a few years.
Daddy and Mommy couldn't bear to let Xiao Ai leave, and Xiao Moli didn't want to leave his daughter here.
Little Ai couldn't be separated from her, so the two had no choice but to stay at the mansion.
Together with Lan Yue, they brought the dishes to the dining room outside and then called everyone over for dinner.
Xiao Moli brought his daughter over, Xiao Ai's chubby little hand still clutching Xiaolan, waiting until everyone was seated.
