After descending the stairs, Yu Chiyin's expression turned somewhat gloomy; however, he hid it well in front of others.
In the kitchen, after Lu Fengxuan had finalized the menu, she turned to leave and almost bumped into Yan Huaiyu, who was right behind her.
Startled by the sudden appearance of someone behind her, she reacted strongly, which equally scared Yan Huaiyu.
"You... when did you start standing behind me? I almost ran into you." Lu Fengxuan's voice carried a slight edge, her nerves still jangled.
Yan Huaiyu clasped her hands together, appearing a bit wronged by Fengxuan's harsh tone.
"I just wanted to see what you were doing. I didn't mean to startle you. Don't be so mad."
"...You are my elder, don't talk like my daughter." The corner of Lu Fengxuan's mouth twitched, "I'm not mad, just reminding you to be careful."
Hearing that Fengxuan wasn't mad, Yan Huaiyu's expression instantly changed, her eyes drifting toward Fengxuan's belly as she reached out to touch it.
