She could only stand under her father's burning gaze and put a piece of food on his plate, then put food on her mother's plate, and then on the An brothers' plates. Jiang Anxia put food on each of them's plates one by one.

She was afraid that if she didn't hold it, they would be like An's father, saying nothing and just looking at her with gentle eyes.

She was truly terrified of that kind of look.

It's like a gentle knife!

"Yes, the food that my darling picks is definitely more fragrant." Father An said, eating his food while constantly expressing his appreciation.

He lived with the girl for more than ten days, and the number of times she served him food could be counted on one hand.

He could understand how the girl felt at the time, so he could accept it.

But now that he sees the little girl is accepting things well, he's started competing with others for her attention.

Mother An could tell Father An's little scheme with just a thought, but she said nothing.

She also wanted Jiang Anxia to be by her side every day, so that she wouldn't think that everything she was doing now was just a dream.

But she cannot and should not do that.

Because Jiang Anxia has her own thoughts, she cannot bind Jiang Anxia to her side just because of her own selfishness.

Moreover, this wasn't the outcome she wanted; she wanted to see Jiang Anxia happy.

The dinner ended amidst much chatter.

"Xiaxia, it's late. I'll take you back to your room to rest. You can sleep in as late as you want tomorrow. You probably haven't been sleeping well these past few days." Seeing that it was getting late, An's mother stood up, took Jiang Anxia's hand, and gave her instructions as they walked.

"Okay, thank you, Mom." Jiang Anxia smiled sweetly, her voice soft and sweet.

Looking at Jiang Anxia's smile, An's mother felt as happy as if a flower had bloomed in her heart.

Sure enough, her daughter is still her favorite.

The other men in the An family could only watch helplessly as An's mother pulled Jiang Anxia away.

They wanted to go too! Why didn't they give them a chance to speak before taking them away?

"Hey! Wait for me!" But Father An was different; he spoke up immediately.

Mother An paused, turning her head slightly to look at Father An.

She finally managed to get a chance to be alone with Xiaxia, but this idiot still had to interfere. Was he trying to drive her crazy?

Just as he couldn't understand his wife's expression, An's father walked to Jiang Anxia's left side with a grin.

"Xiaxia, if there's anything you don't like, just tell us and we'll change it."

"Okay, I will." Jiang Anxia smiled, her voice sweet.

"Go away, go away! You're the one who needs to tell me. I don't know how to tell Xiaxia!" Mother An rolled her eyes at Father An.

Is she really that careless? She'll remember important things no matter what.

Really.

An's mother's face was filled with resentment towards An's father.

But An's father acted as if he hadn't seen anything, quietly giving Jiang Anxia detailed instructions and introducing the family home.

Jiang Anxia listened obediently, occasionally raising a small question.

Looking at her father, who had completely forgotten about her, An's mother gritted her teeth in anger.

These were supposed to be the things she told Xiaxia, but this jerk intercepted them.

Just thinking about it makes An's mother want to slap An's father.

Amidst her father's rambling, they unknowingly arrived at the door of the room her mother had prepared for Jiang Anxia.

An's mother stepped forward and pushed An's father aside.

Father An stood there, watching helplessly as Mother An led Jiang Anxia into the room.

"Xiaxia, don't listen to your dad. If there's anything you don't like, just tell Mom. He's a grown man, so careless."

When An's father heard An's mother's words that seemed to belittle him, he silently grumbled to himself.

She's the one who's careless, how can you say that about him?

But An's father could only think about it.

Because when it came to his mother, he cared for her even more than she realized.

In fact, An's mother knew all of this. She always knew that An's father treated her like the apple of his own eye.

They pampered and protected her, afraid that she might do something wrong.

An's mother didn't usually show anything. She had always been quietly caring for An's father, starting with small things and gradually working her way up to the point where she could understand his intentions with just a glance.

People say that lovers who are mutually in love will stay together forever and grow old together.

She didn't have any grand wishes. Now that Xiaxia had been found, all she wanted was for her family to be happy together from now on.

Jiang Anxia nodded with a smile.

She had witnessed this scene many times in the previous month and already knew how to respond.

All she needed to do was smile and look intently at her mother.

Sure enough, under her gaze, Mother An's smile became even gentler.

"Look, Xiaxia, do you like this room?" Mother An pushed open the door and stood to the side so that Jiang Anxia could see it more clearly.

Jiang Anxia stood at the doorway, looking around.

A very cozy room.

The entire room is blue and white, with a large window and light blue curtains that sway gently in the breeze.

The room was large, and even with all that exquisite furniture, it didn't feel cramped.

An Jia must have given her the largest room upstairs.

Before she even came to Kyoto, she had wondered what it would be like to settle down.

But seeing it for herself shattered all her preconceived notions.

Anjia is simply a two-story house.

She glanced at it briefly as soon as she entered the compound.

This compound is nothing like other compounds.

Most of the buildings in this compound are two- or three-story buildings.

Because it was dark, I couldn't see very clearly and could only make out a rough outline.

But Jiang Anxia made a silent guess in her heart.

All the buildings in this compound should be pretty much the same.

"Xiaxia?" Seeing that Jiang Anxia did not answer, Anxia's mother looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"I like it, thank you." Jiang Anxia came back to her senses and looked at her mother seriously.

She loved this room filled with gentle warmth.

“I’m glad you like it, I’m glad you like it. We’ve always kept this room for you, hoping that one day God would open his eyes and let us find you. Now, this room has finally welcomed its owner.” As Mother An spoke, her eyes gradually moistened until crystal tears welled up at the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Anxia lowered her eyes, reached out, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her mother's eyes.

A tear, still warm, trickled from her fingertips, and Jiang Anxia's heart trembled.

"Why are you talking about this? It's all in the past." Father An walked to Mother An's side and put his arm around her shoulder.

Mother An leaned her head against Father An's chest.

Jiang Anxia looked at the scene before her.

"Shouldn't she be here?" Jiang Anxia silently asked herself.

"What are you two doing to me? Go, go, go back to your room, don't disturb my precious baby's rest." Grandpa An saw this scene as soon as he came up.

In an instant, he frowned slightly, looking at An's father with a hint of disdain.

Honestly, he's such a grown man, yet he still can't coax his wife. This son is truly useless.

Grandpa An's disdain was quite obvious, and Father An noticed it at a glance.