Xiyan was ignored...
Qiao Qianmo seed a bit gleeful, unable to hold back a chuckle.
Hahaha, serves you right. Trying to be friendly and getting the cold shoulder, Luoluo won’t pay you any mind!
"Ever since he was traumatized by the accident last ti, he’s been like this," Grandma Ou quickly explained, "Little Xiyan, it’s not just you, Luoluo isn’t talking to anyone right now. It takes him a long ti to say even a word, so don’t take it to heart."
Though she said that, Xiyan still felt a bit disappointed inside.
Clearly, Luoluo used to like the most.
Being liked by the little one was a different kind of sweet feeling.
But now?
Grandma Ou leaned down and spoke to little Luoluo, "Sweetie, look who’s sitting next to your brother? Isn’t it your favorite big sister from before?"
Ou Xiaoluo glanced at Xiyan and then looked away, remaining silent.
"Eat sothing." Ou Jue nudged the tray towards Ou Xiaoluo.
Ou Xiaoluo still didn’t speak or eat, his little face full of stubbornness.
Seeing this, Xiyan seed to recall when she first ca to the Ou Family, Ou Xiaoluo refused to eat anything but the food she prepared.
Could it be the sa now?
"I’m full," Xiyan said as she quickly stood up.
Ou Jue cast Xiyan a sidelong glance, "You eat like a cat, just a little bit?"
As he spoke, he put a few more pieces of ham on Xiyan’s plate, "Eat."
Xiyan shook her head, "I’m really full. I’d like to borrow the kitchen to make sothing for Luoluo."
Maybe food can spark Luoluo’s interest again?
"Luoluo, see how much your big sister cares about you? She’s going to make you sothing delicious. Do you rember the things she made for you before? Ah, the panda rice balls, rember? You loved those, whenever you video-chatted with Grandma, you’d talk about them for so long." Grandma Ou patiently communicated with little Luoluo.
At the ntion of food, the long, curly eyelashes of little Luoluo trembled slightly.
Xiyan stood up, "I’ll make it right away!"
And then she hurried into the kitchen.
After busying herself for a while, a children’s al was almost ready.
Xiyan happily admired it for a while, taking a few pictures with her phone.
"Ha, I thought you’d be able to prepare so grand feast after being in the kitchen for so long," a sarcastic voice ca from behind.
Qiao Qianmo leaned against the doorfra, munching on an apple, full of disdain as she looked at the tray in Xiyan’s hands, "Do you even know that the Ou Family hires Michelin-starred chefs? Do you actually think your level of cooking is good enough for Luoluo?"
Xiyan rolled her eyes, "My heart is in this, let’s see you do it if you can."
"I would never do sothing so lowly," Qiao Qianmo replied, a cold smile on her lips.
"I don’t see it as lowly at all," Xiyan calmly lifted the plate, "If Miss Qiao thinks it’s beneath you, you might as well stop eating altogether?"
"You—" Qiao Qianmo was stumped by Xiyan’s words, looking at her unhappily.
Just then, the little one had sohow wandered over, his dark, bright eyes looking at the beads of sweat on Xiyan’s forehead. He clenched a tissue in his hand behind his back, hesitating to step forward.
"Luoluo?" Xiyan was a bit surprised that Luoluo had co to the kitchen.
Was he here to find ?
She lifted the tray and walked towards Luoluo, her smile radiant, "Do you like it?"
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