Chapter 329 Alana Defrauds Money
At the dinner table, Susie was enjoying the soup with her hands.
There is a bowl next to her, which was prepared for her mother before.
Now that my mother is gone, there are still half of the noodles she shared in this bowl.
Seeing Kellen come in, she brought the half bowl of soup in front of Kellen.
Kellen didn’t hesitate at all. He picked up the bowl and was about to eat when he saw a bit of green onion stained on Susie’s face.
He picked up a tissue and wiped her face.
Michael’s gaze followed Kellen’s hand.
Kellen sat down again, remembered something, and went out to make a phone call.
He came back after a while, sat down and helped Susie peel an egg.
Michael sneered: You eat it!
Afraid of shaking your hands and being laughed at, you don’t eat it, right?
So many excuses!
Finally, Kellen picked up the bowl, his hand was as steady as an old dog’s and didn’t shake at all.
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Why doesn’t he shake?
Michael couldn’t say a word, and he saw the gap between him and Kellen through push-ups, and remembered the humiliation of being knocked down by Kellen in the last explosion-proof drill in the kindergarten.
“Don’t eat!” He threw down the bowl angrily, stood up with a dark face, and was about to leave.
I’m so mad, what else can I eat? In the future, he would rather eat instant noodles outside than eat at the same table as Kellen.
Alana rolled her eyelids and said coldly, “Sit down!”
Michael reflexively turned around, pulled the chair away, and sat back on the chair.
Alana sneered: “What’s the matter, the food I cook doesn’t suit your taste?”
Good boy, he turned over the dishes with a fork from the moment he was on the table, but he didn’t eat the last bite, and threw the bowl with a black face.
What kind of problem is this? I have only heard of rebellious people in their teens, but I have never seen a rebellious person in their late thirties.
Michael quickly laughed: “No, no, it’s very appetizing, quite appetizing!”
Alana: “Then why did you drop the fork?”
Michael: “I…”
He couldn’t say that he was completely abused by Kellen, he was upset…
He couldn’t find an excuse for a while.
Susie tilted her head slightly, thought for a while and said, ” Uncle must be stimulated.”
Michael nodded subconsciously: “Yes…”
No, what stimulated you?
He choked suddenly.
Wade exposed it unceremoniously: “He must have watched my uncle do 2,000 push-ups in just over forty minutes. Last time he did it for two hours, he felt aggrieved.”
Lucy shook her head: “If you can’t, you can’t. What’s the matter?”
Michael was speechless and ate in silence.
Alana was speechless: “How old is he, yet so childish.”
After a pause, she said again: “It’s not good to compare with Kellen, you compare with this, you might as well compare with him how many times you can swing a sledgehammer in an hour.”
Lucy rushed to talk: “Uncle must win the hammer!”
Wade: “You can’t win at all…”
Michael was speechless.
With a hint of a smile in his eyes, Kellen said, “Eat.”
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