"Oh right, Mianmian, hold on."
Madam Bai suddenly thought of something and let go of her hand. She walked to the coffee table and took out a thermos from a bag.
Unscrewing the cap, she said, "I made soup for you this morning. This soup is especially nutritious. I know that you need to maintain your figure as an actress and can't eat oily food. I've sucked all the oil in it. This soup isn't oily at all.
"Drink some while it's hot."
The soup was still steaming.
An alluring fragrance wafted out.
Madam Bai scooped a bowl of soup and brought it to Qiao Mianmian. As if afraid that it would burn her, she blew on it before handing it to her.
Bai Yusheng was speechless.
Even he didn't receive such treatment.
Thankfully, she was his sister, so he wasn't jealous.
After all, he wanted to pamper his sister too.
Madam Bai's actions left Qiao Mianmian at a loss. She quickly reached out to take the bowl of soup.
