My younger brothers are so fierce!!! I'm clearly the eldest brother!

Cheng Yunqin watched Jiang Guanqing finish his breakfast before getting up to say goodbye and leaving Baiyun Courtyard. She took out her phone at the intersection and dialed Bai Xin's number.

"Hello, Mom?"

"Guanqing has finished breakfast. Apart from being a little pale and thinner, he seems to be doing alright. Oh, Guanqing is such a good boy, and quite handsome, just too thin..."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Bai Xin's somewhat helpless voice, "...Thank you, Mom."

Cheng Yunqin paused for a moment, then kicked a small pebble from the middle of the road into the bushes beside her. She snorted coldly, "You really should thank your mom. She called me at five in the morning to urge me to get up and make soup. You've really grown up, haven't you?"

Bai Xin paused, the pen he had been spinning rapidly in his hand flew out haphazardly and landed on the floor in front of his desk. "Ms. Cheng, I called my dad, and he was the one who got up to make this soup, wasn't he?"

Cheng Yunqin wasn't intimidated at all. "So what? Doesn't your dad sleep in the same room as me? Besides, husband and wife are one, what your dad cooked, isn't it what I cooked too!"

Bai Xin was speechless. Fine, this is very Ms. Cheng. "Then thank you, Ms. Cheng. What has Ms. Cheng recently taken a liking to? I'll buy it for you."

Hearing her son's flattering words, Cheng Yunqin raised her chin and said disdainfully, "You should keep that little bit of money for yourself. Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to the market to buy some groceries. I need to give Guanqing something nourishing for lunch..."

Cheng Yunqin hung up the phone while talking to herself.

Bai Xin: ...

Well, as long as Ms. Cheng is happy.

Bai Xin looked up at the live stream interface on the computer in front of him. Jiang Guanqing was helped downstairs by Jiang Yan and sat on a rattan chair in the courtyard.

In the courtyard of Baiyun, Gong Bolin walked out of the kitchen, carrying a tray with several bowls of pumpkin porridge, steamed eggs, and cold side dishes.

He got up early, intending to make breakfast for Jiang Guanqing, but Cheng Yunqin brought it over first, so he decided to make more for Jiang Zhuo and the others.

Jiang Zhuo didn't stand on ceremony with Gong Bolin at all, and started eating as soon as she picked up her bowl. "Brother Bolin, your porridge is really good. It's much better than I expected."

Gong Bolin glanced at him indifferently, "One should not speak while eating or sleeping."

Well, he's obligated to help someone who's paid for his meal, so Jiang Zhuo kept quiet.

Jiang Yan hadn't slept all night and rushed to Jiyang City by plane early in the morning. He was already stuffed up and buried his head in his food.

The Lin brothers, Jingxiao and Jingheng, also came downstairs at this time.

"Good morning, Brother Guanqing, good morning, Brother Zhuo, good morning, President Gong, uh..." Lin Jingxiao looked at Jiang Yan, paused, and said, "Hello."

Jiang Yan nodded and took the initiative to greet them, "Hello, I am Jiang Yan, the younger brother of Jiang Guanqing, and I am the second child in the family."

Lin Jingxiao and Lin Jingheng hurriedly greeted Jiang Yan.

Gong Bolin had a good impression of the Lin brothers. They were genuinely worried about Jiang Guanqing's injury yesterday. "I made too much breakfast. Do you want to eat some together?"

Lin Jingxiao rubbed his already empty stomach, glanced at the amount of breakfast on the table, and knew that Gong Bolin wasn't really being polite. He smiled and pulled Lin Jingheng to sit down, "Thank you, President Gong."

"Isn't Brother Guanqing going to eat?"

Jiang Guanqing turned his gaze back to the sky, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Good morning, Jingxiao and Jingheng. I've already eaten."

When Gong Bolin and his group were halfway through their meal, Zhou Mu led Zhou Linxi downstairs.

When Zhou Linxi saw Jiang Guanqing sitting in the courtyard, her eyes lit up and she ran towards him. After a few steps, she remembered her father's instructions from the night before and slowed down.

"Good morning, Xixi." Jiang Guanqing waved with a smile.

Zhou Linxi ran up to Jiang Guanqing, took out a handful of fruit candies from her pocket and put them in Jiang Guanqing's hand. "Big brother, eat some candy, it will make you feel better."

Jiang Guanqing paused for a moment, looked at the few candies with shiny outer packaging in his hand, and sincerely thanked her, "Thank you, Xixi."

You're welcome~

Zhou Mu didn't leave the courtyard. Seeing that Gong Bolin and the others had almost finished eating, he turned around and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for himself and Xixi.

The courtyard was filled with warmth. Zhou Linxi chattered away to Jiang Guanqing like a bird at dawn. Children's thoughts jump around, from the school campus to going to the zoo, and then to the New Year.

Han Ke and Nan Yun'er walked down one after the other, both dressed up beautifully, with full makeup, false eyelashes, curled hair, and perfume.

Han Ke walked into the courtyard in her high heels. "It smells so good! Has the production team prepared breakfast?"

She walked straight towards Jiang Guanqing and his group, and when she saw the leftover food on the table, her eyes widened slightly. She blurted out, "You've all finished eating? What are we going to eat?"

Jiang Zhuo looked up at her, completely bewildered. "What do you mean, 'you guys' and 'us'? If you want to eat, make it yourself. There are ingredients in the kitchen."

Han Ke's face instantly turned red. "Didn't the production team prepare breakfast?"

"It's ready." Jiang Zhuo pointed to the kitchen. "The ingredients are in the kitchen: rice, eggs, flour. Make it yourself."

Han Ke recalled her manager's warning from last night, took a deep breath, and softened her voice, "I can't cook, Brother Zhuo, could you...?"

Jiang Zhuo felt a chill run down his spine and quickly interrupted, "There are many online tutorial videos now, just learn if you don't know how."

Han Ke gritted her teeth, not expecting Jiang Zhuo to refuse so decisively. Just as she was about to say something more, Nan Yun'er, who had been standing behind her, spoke up, her voice weak, "It's okay, Han-jie, let's do it ourselves..." As she spoke, her eyes reddened slightly, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Sister Han? Han Ke almost vomited up her stomach acid, rolled her eyes at Nan Yun'er, and said, "Get lost, what's it to you?"

My favorite couple will last forever: a domineering CEO wearing an apron while cooking porridge? Gong Bolin, your image has crumbled, but I love you even more! This pumpkin porridge is thicker than my mom's; I'm tired of saying "virtuous and capable."

Jiangjiang Rabbit: The CEO can cook? ??? Aren't all the domineering CEOs in romance novels supposed to have stomach bleeding? (Just kidding)

Dazai Sauce: I'm curious, does Gong Bolin, as a domineering CEO, have stomach problems?

Jiang Wang TAT: Other domineering CEOs: It's getting cold, Wang Po. Gong Bolin: Pumpkin porridge needs to be simmered over low heat. Other domineering CEOs: Woman, you've caught my attention. Gong Bolin: Don't talk while eating or sleeping, how outrageous...

Lin Guiqing: If you don't know how, then learn!!! Awesome, Brother Zhuo, my god, it's a complete mouth double!

I want to read the novel too! Oh my god: I'm dying of laughter! Han Ke's fans even spread rumors that Zhuo Ge and Han Ke were having an affair. Are they just being ridiculous?

Garbage sorting: Wearing high heels, full makeup, and perfume to breakfast? Are you here for a beauty pageant or just to eat? Can't you see the ingredients in the kitchen? You're such a spoiled brat!

May your future be bright, and may you be ashore! Sister Han, let's do it ourselves. Her eyes were slightly red, as if she had suffered a great injustice. Who are you, big sister? Han Ke should have told you to get lost; the smell of tea made me sneeze even through the screen.

Yoona's solo fans: Yoona is just gentle by nature! Han Ke was so fierce, and she helped out but still got scolded. Are you guys crazy? I feel sorry for Yoona.

Jasmine Fish Doesn't Spit: Soft-hearted? She spoke weakly but precisely stirred up trouble. Han Ke took the lead; if successful, she'd get a share. Now that it hadn't succeeded, she was putting on this dead-end act. Brilliant, truly brilliant.

Yoona, don't cry: Yoona's eyes are already red and you're still cursing her? What's wrong with a girl being gentle? Han Ke, that shrew, should be the one to get lost. Support Yoona!

War correspondent: Han Ke fans vs. Yoona fans are fighting! They're fighting! The density of comments in the live stream has surged, the production team is laughing all the way to the bank, their KPIs are in the bag.

Han Ke's toxic fan: Nam Yoon-ah's fans, stop pretending. When your idol called you "Han-unnie," our Han Ke didn't spit it out because she's so well-mannered. If it were me, I'd just throw water on her.

Yoona's Purification Group: Han Ke asked stupid questions without thinking, and Yoona was told to get lost for trying to advise her. What kind of values ​​do Han Ke's fans have? Bullying is justified?