Sensing Yin Nanfeng's sudden display of spoiled coquetting and petulance, Zhang Haimo picked up a piece of food and brought it to her lips. Only after watching her eat did he speak.
"When I called over, the eldest uncle answered. Hearing that you've been oversleeping, he said you were just like this when you were little—you could sleep for a whole day and wake up early the next morning craving Aunt Zhang's chicken wontons and little red bean buns. The pre-wrapped wontons and aged broth were sent over together in the fridge; I'll cook them for you tomorrow morning."
Yin Nanfeng's eyes lit up instantly. She loved her family's wontons the most, always feeling that even Xinyue Hotel could never replicate Aunt Zhang's unique flavor.
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