Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

At this moment Thea had already brought out all the dishes, although she felt that the young master had not made these dishes look too good, but the taste should be good.

Not why, just by looking at the seriousness of Matthew Grant’s cooking just now and his grasp of the fire, she had a few moments of confidence.

“It’s all coming down, come and eat.”

Thea thoughtful not to mention Matthew Grant personally cooking, after all, the surprise to let the young lady slowly found, only then count not to disappoint the young master, right.

Thea smiled with satisfaction and then immediately retired.

Blanca Roach sat down and took a look at the dishes on the table, which did not look as sophisticated as Thea’s previous ones, but she didn’t think much of it, and just assumed that Thea didn’t play well today.

She first picked one of the dishes that looked the best and tasted it, and was surprised to find that it tasted pretty good.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Blanca Roach tried the beef dish again, and although the surface was a bit battered, the meat was so tender and flavorful that one bite made her want to eat the next.

Blanca Roach then tried the other dishes and placed the best ones in front of Alice and Matthew Grant.

As she added to Alice’s food, she said to Matthew Grant, “Don’t look at Thea’s dishes today, but they all taste good.”

Matthew Grant smiled gently, he didn’t expect his cooking to receive such high praise, it’s not bad.

Matthew Grant looked up, his eyelashes fanned out twice, and when he looked across the table at little Alice, she was holding her bowl with one hand and chopsticks with the other, her palm-sized face, all buried into the bowl, eating with extreme seriousness.

At this time Thea felt that the time had come, pretended not to walk past the restaurant, and then pretended not to mention: “Young lady, what do you think of today’s food?”

“Quite good, it tastes very good ah, Thea your craft is just good.”

Thea smiled and then dropped a bomb: “I was lazy today, I didn’t cook this meal, the young master cooked it for you and Alice himself.”

The young master personally cooked for you and Alice …

Snap.

Blanca Roach was so distracted that the greens fell on the table.

She looked back at Matthew Grant with a calm face in surprise, and her heart grew with a roiling emotion as an afterthought.

“What’s on your mind?”

Matthew Grant asked knowingly, obviously happy, but the expression on his face didn’t betray him.

He reached out and wiped the corner of Blanca Roach’s mouth, tossed the greens that had fallen on the table into the trash, and turned back to her, still looking at him incredulously.

Matthew Grant suddenly couldn’t help himself, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and his eyes took on a triple leap of joy.

“Matthew Grant, how did you …”

Blanca Roach’s voice was actually a little choked up, she simply could not imagine that Matthew Grant would wash his hands for her.

It is Matthew Grant, born to stand at the top of the pyramid, he should be in the shopping mall, laughing and smiling, but now actually for her and the child, voluntarily bowed and dyed in the earthly fireworks.

“Silly girl.” Matthew Grant sighed softly, his thumb wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes, “I meant to make you happy, why are you crying.”

Blanca Roach hurriedly gathered her emotions and after taking a few deep breaths, her voice finally returned to normal.

“Mom, why are you crying just now, is it because Daddy’s cooking is not good?”

Alice thought hard, but Daddy’s cooking was obviously delicious.

Blanca Roach gave a light laugh.

Matthew Grant also laughed and said to her, “Look, our Alice thought you were crying because my cooking was so bad.”

Blanca Roach rubbed Alice’s little head and whispered, “Mommy didn’t make it because Daddy’s cooking was bad, but because it was so good.”

So the food was too good to shed tears?

Little Alice cocked her head and couldn’t figure out why exactly.