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Upon hearing Mengmeng's soft voice, Qin Anan felt a wave of warmth in her heart and gently chuckled, "Be good, Mengmeng. Mommy's going downstairs to make breakfast."

When it came to breakfast, Qin Anan usually just made some milk and sandwiches. Anything more complicated was beyond her skills. If Mrs. Wu hadn't taken leave, she wouldn't even attempt it