An Ziqi brought out the food she had made, and Xiao Moli and Xiao Yining were already seated at the dining table of their own accord.
Both of them synchronously picked out the carrots from their plates.
"Eat them." An Ziqi ordered.
"Mommy."
Xiao Yining was about to protest, pouting, when he saw his dad was already unconsciously bringing the carrots to his mouth with chopsticks.
He stared at him with big eyes, "Dad, where's your integrity? Your principles?"
Xiao Moli disregarded him and calmly ate it.
Xiao Yining closed his mouth and ate while making a bitter face.
An Ziqi's phone rang; it was Ye Wuge.
"Hello, Little An'an, the Gold Duke Film Festival will kick off in a few days. I got you a nomination, so you should prepare in advance."
An Ziqi's eyes lit up instantly, "Director Ye, do I have a chance of winning?"
Xiao Moli glanced at her shining eyes, and the corner of his mouth lifted into a smile.
"No." Ye Wuge bluntly shot down her hopes.