I'm Secretly Married to a Big Shot

“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.

“Put it on the table and drink it. Don’t burn your hand.” Madam Bai’s gaze never left Qiao Mianmian. She’d finally found her daughter after more than 10 years. She felt like she couldn’t get enough of her.

Her Little Seven was really pretty.

When she was young, she was as pretty as a doll. When she grew up, she was even more beautiful.

That brat from the Mo family was really quick.

Little Seven wasn’t even 20 years old, and he was already married to her.

Although the Mo family’s family background was absolutely compatible with the Bai family’s, and the two boys of the Mo family were also top-notch, and any son of the Mo family was compatible with Little Seven. Even though Little Seven married early, he didn’t marry the wrong person.

But she couldn’t bear for her baby to be a married woman so soon.

She wished she could stay home for another five to six years.

She didn’t want her baby to get married so soon.

Even if she married the Mo family’s kid, she was still a little dissatisfied.

Thankfully, Yusheng said that the boy from the Mo family treated Little Seven well and doted on her. Otherwise, she would be even more upset.

Qiao Mianmian couldn’t help but feel touched when she saw that Madam Bai had personally prepared the soup for her.

Madam Bai made soup and brought it to F City…

Madam Bai really loved her daughter.

Ever since Mother Qiao passed away, Qiao Mianmian had never felt warmth from her family.

Father Qiao treated her well, but with Lin Huizhen and Qiao Anxin around, he was biased sometimes.

It wasn’t as simple as a bowl of water.

But she could feel that Madam Bai really loved her. This love was the same as Mother Qiao’s feelings for her.

Qiao Mianmian’s eyes reddened at the thought of her deceased mother.

She wasn’t heartless.

She could tell when others treated her well.

“Aunt, thank you…” Qiao Mianmian pursed her lips and looked up with tears in her eyes. “Actually, you don’t have to go through so much trouble. The production crew is eating well, you don’t have to worry.”

“What trouble?”

Madam Bai smiled happily. “Why would it be troublesome if I made some soup for my daughter? As long as you like it, I’m happy and it’s worth it. If you like it, I won’t find it troublesome even if I make soup for you every day.

“How good can the production crew eat? This isn’t my first time here. At most, I can fill my stomach. Those meals aren’t nutritious. Drink the soup quickly. I’ve booked a restaurant. We’ll go out for lunch later.”