"No need."
Qian Jiyun planned to cook by himself, so he did not think about eating anything in the inn.
"We'll handle it ourselves."
"Alright, alright, then the little one will take his leave. If you need anything, just give a shout and I'll come over."
The Shop Assistant repeatedly agreed, seeing that they did not want him lingering, so he tactfully turned around to leave and even closed the door behind him.
"An Jiuyue, you rest first, I'll cook. Let me take care of the child."
He reached out, wanting to take Little Nuonuo into his arms, but as the child grew older, he developed his own opinions. Seeing his father's hand reaching out, he quickly nested himself into his mother's embrace, presenting only his back to Qian Jiyun.
Qian Jiyun: "..."
The little guy, so small, was already so shrewd and even knew how to choose who to be held by.
"Heh."
An Jiuyue also chuckled lightly, patting the back of her son.
"I'll look after him, you go cook."
"But..."
