"Aren't you..."
Wendy widened her eyes and looked at Charlie in surprise.
Aunt Lee also seemed to have finished the phone from the living room. She rushed over, with wondering eyes. "Oh! Sir? Didn't you go on a business trip? Why did you suddenly come back?"
"Yes." Charlie twitched his lips and said, "The flight was temporarily canceled."
"No wonder, as I said, you are on a business trip!" Aunt Lee kept nagging, but sighed in her heart. She managed to round out her lie.
When she was on the phone with Miss Lim, Miss Lim did not agree at the other end of the line until Mr. Hogg, who was standing next to her, told her to cover the phone and let her tell Miss Lim that he was on a business trip. As expected, Miss Lim agreed to come after she said that...
After the call, Charlie went upstairs to change his clothes and then left. But who'd have thought he'd come back?
"I..." Wendy stammered, and that pair of deep and dark eyes were staring at her. She then explained awkwardly, "Larry said that he wants to eat noodles, so I came over to make some..."
"Okay." Charlie pulled his lips again.
Seeing his long legs moving forward, stepping into the kitchen, and his black hand-made suit and tie was also very neat. It seemed that he was really going on a business trip.
Charlie's eyes swept over the noodles and eggs on the marble table, as well as the small pieces of corn dog cut into pieces on the cutting board. "I haven't eaten anything yet at night. Make one more!"
"Oh..." Wendy nodded.
After all, she was in his kitchen, so it was not good for her to refuse such a request.
When Charlie looked away, he said in a low voice, "I want that corn dog too!"
"I see..." Wendy reached out and took another egg.
Charlie raised his eyebrows and walked out with his hands in his pockets, feeling satisfied.
More than ten minutes later, the kitchen ventilator was turned off.
Since Wendy didn't eat anything, she planned to eat some with Larry. Unexpectedly, Charlie suddenly came back. When she was hesitating about what to do, Aunt Lee had already filled three bowls of noodles from the pot.
In the dining room outside, the father and son had already sat side by side and waited in the same way as last time.
Wendy had to follow Aunt Lee with chopsticks, pulled the opposite chair, and sat down to eat noodles with them.
Larry used children's tableware, and he had two whole bowls. Charlie, who was next to Larry, also had two bowls. Compared with them, Wendy only ate half a bowl. Apart from the fact that she didn't eat much, she didn't have much of an appetite tonight.
"Wendy, you can't finish it, can you?"
Larry was holding his bowl and eating soup, he stared at her mischievously.
Wendy admitted honestly, "Well, a little..."
"Then I'll help you!" Larry's eyes lit up.
He stood up from the chair and dragged the bowl in front of her. However, before the chopsticks could reach the bowl, it was taken away by a big hand next to him. "No, You can't eat too much at night, you won't digest it!"
Larry wanted to snatch it, but his dad's big hand turned over and throw the rest of the noodles into his bowl.
Larry was very angry, and the chopsticks in his hand were almost thrown out. But Charlie's meaningful eyes caught his eye. He thought of something quickly and immediately became a good boy. He held his bowl and continued to eat the soup unwillingly.
Wendy couldn't understand the undercurrents between the father and son, and she couldn't interfere with Charlie's discipline of his own son.
When she saw Charlie lowering his head and eating the noodles she'd eaten with her saliva in them, she couldn't help thinking of the previous kisses, especially the last time when she was in his car...
Larry suddenly tilted his head. "Wendy, why are you blushing?"
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