"Hmm, Grandma Hua's osmanthus cake is really good, it's moist, soft, delicate without any residue, and deliciously sweet. Oh no, I must have another piece." Luo Ye praised while eating.
Ah Hua was so happy that her eyes were almost squeezed shut: "In the future, if Miss Ye'er wants to eat it, just call Ah Hua, and Ah Hua will personally make it for Ye'er."
"Thank you, Grandma Hua."
Wen Yan chuckled: "Grandma Hua, are you only making it for Ye'er and not for me?"
Ah Hua's eyes squinted into a line with joy: "I will, I will, of course I will make it for Young Master Yan."
Luo Ye pulled Ah Hua's arm to sit down, "Grandma Hua, we also have Brother Xiao Su, Sister Keke, Little Pumpkin. If Grandma Hua comes over, they will definitely be very happy, especially Little Pumpkin, who loves pastries the most and will definitely cling to Grandma Hua, not letting her go."
"Really?" Ah Hua's eyes sparkled as she looked at Luo Ye, "Is what Miss Ye'er said true, they will all like me?"
