This time, Vera was sure that she had really given up.
If things like that happened in the past, she might not even be able to leave, but now... She could control herself so as to not continue to stay with him, and she could also not look at him.
As long as she persisted, she would definitely forget Quill.
"Auntie Vera..."
Beanie seemed to want to say something but was interrupted by her, "Well, you are a child, so you don't know much yet. Don't say anything more. I am going to cook for you now. You can have your hot chocolate in the living room while waiting. When I'm done cooking, I will call you."
After that, she closed the kitchen door immediately regardless of his reaction.
Obviously, she didn't want him to ask anymore.
She looked so distressed, and he didn't dare to say anything more.
He silently held the drink in his arms and went back to the living room. The hot chocolate which he usually thought was delicious, lost its sweetness and deliciousness at this moment. He got tired of drinking it.
Beanie took a few sips and put it down. Then, he looked at the closed kitchen door.
Should he tell her that it was Uncle Quill who had sent him here just now?
Moreover, he also knew where she lived.
However, looking at Auntie Vera, he didn't know whether she would be sadder or not if he had told her.
For a moment, he struggled to make a decision.
Bad uncle. He must have done something that hurt her. However, Beanie really didn't know what had happened and she certainly wouldn't tell him.
When Vera came out from the kitchen, she had already controlled her emotions well.
Seeing that Beanie had only taken a few sips of the hot chocolate, she was a little surprised and asked, "What's wrong? Is it not good?"
He quickly replied, "No. The hot chocolate is tasty, but I was afraid that I would be too full to eat the pasta if I drank too much, so I decided not to drink so much before eating."
Hearing this, she couldn't help but laugh. She reached out her hands and pinched his cheek lightly. "It's okay. It's good that you realize that the main course is important. The pasta dish is ready, come and eat."
While Beanie was eating the food, he observed Vera's expression and found that she looked as if nothing had happened. He dared not say the things that he would like to say initially as he was afraid that it would cause her to recall the sad memories again.
"By the way, I called your mommy while cooking the pasta just now. I told her that you're here with me. You little brat, you actually lied to me that you've already told your mommy. She wouldn't have known that you're here if I hadn't called her."
He was eating pasta while replying, "Hmm."
He didn't mean to keep it a secret from her. He just didn't want to interrupt his parents.
"You can't do this next time, okay?"
"Okay, Auntie Vera."
While eating, he suddenly asked, "Auntie Vera, are you going to open your own restaurant?"
"Yes." She nodded and said, "I want to open a pasta restaurant. What you are eating now is my new product. Does it not taste different from before?"
He immediately complimented, "Oh, really? No wonder it's so delicious! Auntie Vera, can I go to your restaurant to eat your pasta everyday?"
"Sure, I won't charge you money when you come. You can pay with your labor."
"Labor?" Beanie tilted his head slightly and asked.
"That's right." Vera smiled and said, "Let's say, help me wash the dishes, serve the food, clean the tables, and so on."
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