Bai Xiaoru's smile broadened, and her eyes were shinning.

She murmured, "Everyone at Qiao Palace eats it. Everyone eats it. Then the baby will eat it too. The baby will eat it too."

Qin Yu and Fang Panpan looked at each other in dismay.

The baby?

Fang Panpan lowered her voice, "Could it be Xiaoru's child?"

Qin Yu got it at once.

Yes, yes, yes!

The baby was definitely Xiaoru's child!

She nodded, "I think so!"

As a straightforward person, Fang Panpan said to Bai Xiaoru, "Xiaoru, I don't think your baby is old enough for desserts. Shouldn't he be taking milk at such a young age?"

"No, no, no." Bai Xiaoru said, "He can eat supplements, not depending on milk completely. He is such a glutton, he must want to eat when he sees the desserts. Old Mrs. Qiao loves and cherishes this great-grandson and will definitely give him some to eat."

Bai Xiaoru became more and more excited, "Maybe my baby will be able to eat the bread I make, no, he will be able to eat it."

Bai Xiaoru looked at Qin Yu and Fang Panpan with glowing eyes, "You know what, my baby will be able to eat the bread I make! Every day!"

Qin Yu, "......"

Fang Panpan, "......"

They both thought that Bai Xiaoru was being a bit idealistic.

First of all, the desserts served to Qiao Palace were made by several people due to its large quantity, so the ones made by Bai Xiaoru might not necessarily be eaten by her son.

Besides, Bai Xiaoru's son was so young that Qiao Palace not necessarily let him have desserts.

Fang Panpan was about to say something when she saw Qin Yu giving her a wink, and she held her tongue.

Qin Yu smiled at Bai Xiaoru and said, "Xiaoru, I can’t agree with you more."

With Qin Yu's affirmation, Bai Xiaoru was even more delighted.

She took Qin Yu's hand, "Xiaoyu, let me make all the desserts for Qiao Palace from now on. I'll be in charge of making them."

Qin Yu nodded in agreement, but said, "The quantity is huge. I'm afraid you won't be able to do it, or I'll send an assistant to you."

Bai Xiaoru shook her head hard, "No, I don't need one. I can do it alone. I don't need anyone else. I want to make sure that my baby can eat what I make."

Her eyes glowed vividly as she spoke, "I have to make the desserts now. I want my baby to eat the desserts I make."

With that Bai Xiaoru went to the baking room.

She was so happy that even her back, which had always been lethargic, became lighter, like a butterfly spreading its wings.

When Qin Yu saw Bai Xiaoru in this state, a touch of relief flashed through her eyes.

It seemed that Bai Xiaoru had found a new mental support.

This was a good thing.

But Fang Panpan whispered, "Oh my goodness, Xiaoyu, Bai Xiaoru will die from overwork. Do you know how many desserts are sent to Qiao Palace every day? It was done by several people, but now she's doing it alone. How can she stand it?"

"Yes, she can." Qin Yu said with certainty, "She can do it."

Fang Panpan was about to say more when she heard Qin Yu say, "Panpan, haven't you noticed that Xiaoru has been depressed again recently?"

Needless to say, Fang Panpan had already noticed it.

The croissants had been a big hit and Bai Xiaoru had picked up.

But soon she was depressed.

Now, no matter how well the croissants sold, Bai Xiaoru looked sickly.