The next morning, when golden light poured into the living room of the Lu family villa through the floor-to-ceiling windows, an enticing aroma was already wafting from the kitchen.

Wen Qing, Luo Xingyou and Sang Yan were busy in the kitchen early in the morning.

Wen Qing, wearing a floral apron, was stirring a large pot of borscht. Bright red tomatoes were rolling in the soup, accompanied by potato cubes, carrots and beef, exuding an appetizing aroma.

"Yan Yan, please lower the heat for the cheese omelet," Wen Qing looked up at Sang Yan who was frying the omelet.

Sang Yan stared at the pan, adjusting the heat. "Okay, Sister Wen Qing."

Luo Xingyou is preparing a scrambled egg croissant sandwich. She puts the fried scrambled egg into the crispy toasted croissant.

"Should I go and wake up Nannan and the others now?"

Wen Qing glanced at the wall clock.

"Let's wait a little longer... Nan Nan and A Ye have been busy with intense combat lately. We don't know what they'll encounter if they go out today. Let them get some sleep and rest."

Luo Xingyou: "Okay, I'll go later!"

Just as the words fell, He Zhuo's voice came from the living room: "Sister Wen Qing, why didn't you call me to make breakfast so early? I'll help you!"

Luo Xingyou jokingly said, "It's a coincidence, but we woke up so early because we were worried you'd come to help!"

He Zhuo looked hurt: "Did you hear any earth-shattering noise?"

The kitchen suddenly fell into silence, with only the borscht in the pot still bubbling.

The silence was deafening...

He Zhuo: "Why did you, who should have been cooperating with the performance, turn a blind eye? The sound of my heartbreaking was earth-shattering, could you not hear it at all?"

At this moment, Lu Nange and Lu Beiye, brother and sister, had just finished washing up and walked downstairs, and happened to hear He Zhuo's accusation.

Lu Beiye rubbed his sleepy eyes, still a little confused: "Brother Zhuo, so early in the morning...is your heart broken again?"

He Zhuo immediately rushed over as if he had found a soulmate: "Aye, you really understand me!"

Lu Beiye: "Brother Zhuo, although I want to try, I'm still a child and my stomach isn't that strong. I probably can't eat the food you cook."

He Zhuo—suddenly!

He took two exaggerated steps back, slumped down on a chair at the dining table, and feigned a look of despair: "...this world will never be better again."

Wen Qing: "Okay, okay, breakfast will be ready soon. Someone go call Grandpa Chi and the others to come over for breakfast."

"Oh my god!" He Zhuo stood up and ran out the door.

The long dining table was filled with a variety of food.

The golden tomato pizza tarts are cut into bite-sized pieces...

The thick-cut cheesecake exudes a rich milky aroma, and the scrambled egg croissant sandwiches are stacked layer by layer on a long white plate.

There are also Lu Beiye’s favorite milk-flavored pancakes, which are drizzled with amber maple syrup and paired with fresh berries, looking extremely tempting.

In addition to these staple foods, there are also milkshakes, warm milk, and a pot of steaming borscht on the table, which makes people's appetites grow just by looking at them.

After a while, the elders came to the restaurant one after another.

Grandpa Chi: "Thanks to the children, our lives are becoming more and more fulfilling."

Grandpa Shi: "I feel like I've gained a lot of weight recently."

After dinner, the elders went out to work one after another, and reminded Lu Nange and others to be careful when going out and to go home early.