She put a bit of the dish on his plate.
Jared's heart was already softening to the point of melting into a pool of water.
Because of the table.
He first guessed that she suddenly cooked so many dishes because she had something good to celebrate with him.
For example, when parts are brought back, it's a good thing and it's worth celebrating.
For this reason, he was ready to open his mouth and suggest whether to have a bottle of wine.
But later she tells him that cooking so many dishes is not to celebrate anything, but to make it up to him.
She felt that he had left his job to accompany her during this period of time, delaying him a lot of things, and felt sorry for him, so she cooked so many dishes, wanting to coax him.
In short, this table was cooked by her especially for him.
So his heart, how could not be moved, moved now want to carry the woman back to the room, a fierce kiss, to express his mood at the moment.
But not having eaten yet, he could only suppress the thought.
After all, eating is most important, and not eating is bad for your health.
"I don't need to taste it, I know it must taste good." Jared smiled softly and looked across at the woman.
Amber pouted at him, "Don't be poor, you haven't even tasted it yet."
"I didn't taste it, but I just know that I'm always confident in your craft, just like you believe in mine." Jared said, picking up his chopsticks.
It is not that he deliberately said these sweet words to make her happy, what he said is the truth.
She didn't learn to cook systematically, but those six years were sharpened by Shonna's picking and choosing.
So, her cooking skills, in fact, are quite good.
"You're the only one who can say that, so eat up." Amber gave the man a white look, but her face was sweet with a smile.
After all, one's own handiwork is a reflection of good taste in a man's mind.
How can she not rejoice in this?
Amber picked up the soup spoon and added another bowl of soup to Jared, "You should drink more of this soup, specially for you, you are usually much busier than me, and your body is definitely more tired than mine, this soup is specially for your body, it's good for you to drink it."
"Good." Jared took the scalding bowl, his face full of tenderness, "What about you? You have some too."
"I don't need to, I"
"No." Jared pursed his lips and said in a serious tone, "Since it's good for your body, you should drink some too, I can't be the only one who tones up."
With that, he put down his bowl of soup and gave her a bowl as well.
The man has put the soup in front of him, he can still not drink?
Amber cried and laughed and took it, "Okay, I'll drink."
"That's right." Jared lifted his chin and took a sip from his soup spoon.
The taste is really good.
"By the way." Suddenly thought of something, Amber stopped the chopsticks in her hand and looked at the man across the table, "The parts Connor has sent back, were you the one who went to Connor and made Connor loose?"
She asked.
When the man heard the question, he also put down the soup spoon in his hand and raised his head, "It's me."
He graciously admitted it.
Amber bit her lip, "Sure enough, I guess it was you, no one else could have done it but you, but how did you know about Connor cutting off the Goldstone Co. parts? I didn't tell you, did you really plant another spy in my company?"
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