“Mom, look, it’s Grandpa!” Aino shouted again.

At that same time, Sabrina also walked out the door clumsily. In an instant, she saw Sean standing in front of the elevator and was even holding two bags in his hands. He looked a little tired, but his expression was very pleasing. “Sabrina, you…you don’t have to make crab ravioli for Aino anymore. This is…what I bought last night from the oldest ravioli-making shop on one of the oldest streets in the city. I specifically watched them prepare the c