The chicken soup looked like it was carefully made with a lot of herbs, rich yet not greasy, and one could smell a refreshing fragrance from far away.
Luo Luo didn't refuse and drank a bowl, then asked Yun Su to serve another bowl.
During dinner, Song Hanyi was also carefully watching her, observing her eat.
Yan Yan felt the atmosphere was increasingly strange.
In the past, although the in-laws also treated Little Gua like a treasure, it was never this obvious. He couldn't help but wonder if there was really something wrong with her health.
Thinking about this, his gaze darkened.
Before he could speak, Song Hanyi turned the topic to him in a deep voice:
"Little Yan."
"Hmm."
"Now you have a family, you're married to our Luo Luo, you've been very successful in your career, and I've seen your company is developing quite steadily."
Song Hanyi spoke wisely, with implied meaning.
