"I noticed it a long time ago." Fang Panpan said.

"So we have to find her a new mental support." Qin Yu said, "And now I believe that a support has been found and it can truly bring her out of her pain."

Bai Xiaoru had been in pain because she felt her child had left her forever.

Now, her child could eat the desserts made by her every day, which was a connection between the child and her.

It even made her feel that the child was still with her.

Because of such faith, Bai Xiaoru must be able to come out from the pain.

"Really?" Fang Panpan had some doubts.

Qin Yu nodded hard, "Definitely!"

...

In the blink of an eye, another week had passed.

Bai Xiaoru had already undertaken the daily supply of desserts for Qiao Palace.

She was working hard and doing it fast, so she was able to do the work.

Even more than that, she had developed new products.

The bread was made into various cartoon shapes.

They were so cute and lifelike.

The cartoon bread was also sent to Qiao Palace, and of course, to Old Mrs. Qiao and the others' breakfast table.

Old Mrs. Qiao wondered, "Why do they send such bread? Only children would like them."

Old Mrs. Qiao called the butler and asked him to tell the dessert supplier not to send these strange bread in the future.

"The normal ones are fine." Old Mrs. Qiao said, "No one likes this kind of weird bread."

Actually, Qiao Momo would have liked them, but he had already been sent to the United States for exchange studies and was not at Qiao Palace.

The butler was about to reply when a baby's cry came.

A maid came over with Qiao Yaozu's son in her hands.

Perhaps because he was not used to Qiao Palace, he had cried a lot every day since he was brought back.

Old Mrs. Qiao was so distressed to see the child crying that she instructed the maid to give her the child, and the maid carefully handed him over. Old Mrs. Qiao took over the child and rocked him gently, "Don't cry, don't cry."

After being rocked by Old Mrs. Qiao, the child stopped crying, but his round eyes fixed on the table.

"That, that." The child stretched out his hand and made a slurred syllable.

Old Mrs. Qiao immediately picked up a crab-shaped loaf of bread, "Is this what you want?"

The child kept nodding.

Old Mrs. Qiao put it into his hand.

The child picked up the crab-shaped bread and kept shaking his hand here and there, and finally burst into laughter.

Old Mrs. Qiao saw the child laughing, and she burst with joy.

She immediately said to the butler, "Don't inform the supplier. Let it be. The child likes it."

Although he could not eat it yet, the cartoon-shaped bread attracted the child's interest, and he looked at and touched each one of them, and did not cry anymore.

While the child was playing with the cartoon bread, Qiao Shaoting was eating breakfast.

Qin Xiaorou was also there.

Since she knew Qiao Shaoting would eat breakfast at Qiao Palace every day, Qin Xiaorou woke up early and ate with Qiao Shaoting.

At the sight of the cartoon bread on the table, Qiao Shaoting was stunned.

Qin Xiaorou also saw them.

She said casually, "This dessert supplier is childish enough to make such cute bread."

Qiao Shaoting didn't answer, but was still staring at them.

Qin Xiaorou thought Qiao Shaoting didn't like them.

So she said again, "Although the supplier is childish, he forgets that adults don't like them. I will tell the butler not to send these cartoon bread in the future."

(To be continued)