Fu Nanxiao, who had never lifted a finger to do housework, also stepped forward to express his gratitude.

"Then I'll help too. Is there anything I can do?"

The two women cast scrutinizing glances at them, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Fu Nanxiao coughed lightly and said, "Don't look at me like that. I learn things very quickly."

Grandma Fu said bluntly, "Just don't cause any trouble, and sit outside."

Fu Nanxiao was inherently rebellious, and upon hearing this distrust, he immediately stepped forward and took the side dishes from the cutting board.

"These cleaning tasks are fine." He had clearly made up his mind not to leave.

Jiang Yilai smiled and said, "Grandma, the whole family is preparing breakfast for the children. I believe they will like it more. You can be the head chef, and the two of us can help with the chores."

Jiang Yilai understood his intention and also wanted to stay with the old lady.

Grandma Fu understood what the two were thinking, and nodded with a smile. Laughter and cheerful voices filled the kitchen all morning.

Jiang Yilai went upstairs to greet her two children as they woke up. When she saw the loving breakfast prepared by her family on the dining table, Jiang Wenchao jumped up excitedly.

"That's great! Wake me up tomorrow too, I want to help out."

Jiang Wenxi also raised her hand and said, "I want to do it too."

Fu Nanxiao pointed to an unassuming rice ball and said, "This is your father's first attempt, so you must support him."

Jiang Wenchao frowned at the shape, picked it up under Fu Nanxiao's gaze, and then took a bite under his expectant eyes.

Watch him struggle to chew, then quietly put it back where it was, avoiding hurting his pride or offering praise.

"It's already great that Dad managed to do it. Keep up the good work next time."

"..." This is still praising him like a child. Fu Nanxiao was both amused and exasperated.

Curious, he picked up the remaining rice ball, took a bite, and spat it out, looking at Jiang Wenchao in disbelief.

"You can still swallow such disgusting food; you truly love your father."

Jiang Wenchao said with difficulty, "This is Dad's good intention. It would be disrespectful to just say it out loud. Next time, don't put so much salt and sugar in it."

Grandma Fu looked at him in surprise, took the rice ball, glared at him angrily, and then looked at her great-grandson with heartache.

"Oh dear, my poor Wenchao, how could I give you such awful food? Come and eat what Grandma Zeng made for you."

Jiang Yilai sighed, remembering how Fu Nanxiao insisted on trying it himself. The kitchen was full of powdered sugar, and he hadn't been able to tell the difference, so he added too much of it, which resulted in this strange taste.

Fortunately, my son took a big bite; even an adult wouldn't be able to swallow it.

Watching the two siblings eat with relish, the old lady's face was full of loving smiles.

After seeing the children off on the school bus, Fu Nanxiao gave Jiang Yilai a ride to the law firm.

In the car, Fu Nanxiao took her hand and they intertwined. This morning, he felt a family atmosphere that he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Lai Lai, thank you for everything you've done." He felt his family's love, but he couldn't bring himself to say such sentimental words.

Jiang Yilai smiled and said, "It's all only right. Last night, Grandma said that Fu Junhao came to see her and told her everything about the fire."

Fu Nanxiao's expression changed. Jiang Yilai had been with the old lady all day and hadn't had a chance to tell him these things yet, so hearing this suddenly seemed unbelievable.

Jiang Yilai added, "I'm surprised that he would come here to say all this. Shouldn't he be keeping this a secret? He actually revealed everything."

Fu Nanxiao said coldly, "It seems there's something going on between them, father and son."