Qin Nuan couldn't help but stifle a laugh when she saw the big cake in front of Luo Qianqian, knowing full well what Qianqian preferred—it was precisely the flavor of the cake in front of her. Yet, it was obviously more generous in portion than the other two boxes, with the favoritism blatantly evident.
"Hey, isn't that the cake my Qianqian loves? Not bad, kid," Old Master Luo said with an understanding chuckle as he eyed the cake.
Jimo Cheng blushed and lowered his head with a shy smile, his eyes still on Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian looked towards Jimo Cheng, her face breaking into a big smile, "Senior brother is the best."
"Ah, us old folks... hey, Old Man Luo, don't you know you should eat less of those high-sugar things?" Old Master Jimo had just started to lament when he saw Old Master Luo calmly picking up a piece of cake and placing it on his plate, which already had a slice of honeydew left over from before.
"I'm healthy," Old Master Luo stated calmly.
