When the breakfast was placed in front of her, Gu Zixuan was stunned for a moment.
Yu Yuanshen smiled warmly, "Eat something before working, or you won't have the energy."
The familiar thoughtfulness made Gu Zixuan feel a warmth in her heart. She nodded and took the soy milk Yu Yuanshen made and started nibbling on the freshly fried sugar-frosted dough sticks.
Yu Yuanshen's cooking was unexpectedly good. Gu Zixuan took a bite and looked up in surprise, "It's delicious, did you find a master from Beijing?"
Yu Yuanshen laughed and turned his head, "Where would I have learned it from? Isn't it from raising a little princess, practicing every day?"
Gu Zixuan was momentarily taken aback and only then remembered that Yu Yuanshen had been divorced for two years. Thinking about Youxuan's lively and lovely nature now, she knew Yu Yuanshen had showered Youxuan with plenty of fatherly love over the past two years.
Recalling something, she felt a slight sense of loss.
