Love Between A Cook And A Doctor novel Chapter 28

Looking at Jacob who wearing a silver mask and a white shirt, Nancy was stunned for half a second and said, "You look like a magician."

Hearing that, Jacob raised his eyebrows without saying anything.

The car stopped in front of a villa halfway up the mountain.

Everyone in and out of the hall wore a mask.

There was a telepathy device on the huge carved door. All the guests took out their own invitation cards and gently pressed on it. The telepathy device made a slight sound.

Nancy also quickly took out the invitation card from her second elder brother and pressed on it.

"Welcome, Mr. Nelson."

"It's amazing." Nancy blinked her eyes and said, "I can't believe that everyone has the identity recognition."

She looked over the invitation card and couldn't see where the chip was.

"Let's go." Jacob pulled her back.

Moore stood beside Cherry.

"I'm so happy that you can come tonight." Although she was wearing a mask, the dress she wore was chosen by him and sent to her. Therefore, as soon as she pressed the card on the door, he knew and immediately came out to welcome her.

"But why don't you wear the necklace I gave you?" Moore said sadly.

"Uh... That's too expensive. " Cherry put the pink box in his hand and said, "So I don't dare to wear it randomly. I can wash it if the dress is dirty. But if I lose the necklace, I can't afford to pay for it even if you kill me."

Holding her hand, Moore asked, "You don't need to pay for it. If you lose it, I'll buy it again. "

Cherry blinked, "Didn't you say that you wanted me to cook? I'm going to the kitchen. There are more and more guests... "

Moore followed her reluctantly. "Yes, I don't want to leave you, but it's your pleasure..."

The smile on Cherry's face froze.

She shouldn't have come.

Such an obvious favor, how could she pretend to not know?

Fortunately, there was a kitchen for her to hide.

"Moore." Moore wanted to follow her into the kitchen, but was stopped by someone behind him.

He turned around impatiently and mumbled, "Dad..."

"Well, the guests are almost here. I'll take you to meet some uncles first. They are in the reception room. "

"But the hall is full of young people who came here to attend the makeup ball. I don't think it's appropriate for me to leave like this." Moore said unwillingly.

"Anyway, you know it's a masked ball. Who knows which one is you? You promised me that you would use this ball to build a good relationship with the business world. Don't you keep your promise? " His father frowned.

"Okay." said Moore helplessly. He looked at the kitchen with reluctance.

"You have a crush on a girl?" Peter looked at him indifferently and said, "You can have fun, but after you finish the business."

Moore glanced at him and said, "Dad, please don't mention it to me now, okay?" He covered his chest and said, "Well, the wound seems to be getting worse again... I need to find a place to have a rest... "

Peter was not cheated.

He grabbed his son and pulled him to the reception room on the second floor. "Let's go. Your leg was injured last time, not your chest..."

Moore rolled his eyes behind him.

'Dad, you are so clear minded. It's not pleasing.'

When Jacob and Nancy walked into the hall hand in hand, Jacob happened to see a figure entering the kitchen.

He said, "Nancy, the dress that person is wearing looks like yours."

Nancy stood on tiptoe and said, "Yes. But the lace is a little different. "

She felt a little depressed when she saw another wearing the same dress.

Although it was already seven o'clock in the beginning, the host was obviously very considerate. He also prepared rich buffet for the guests.

Jacob was not interested in the ball. However, the sushi in the buffet was quite unique, so he couldn't help picking up one.

It was delicious.

But this sushi was very special.

The materials were all cooked.

The style was chic, and the materials were fresh. The cooked taste was more sweet than the fresh smell.

The cook was very thoughtful.

He ate one and took another glass of juice.

The juice was very thick, sweet like pitaya and slightly sour like lemon.

It tasted sweet.

But it felt sour in the stomach.

It was like the feeling of a person...

He took his mind back.

The fruit juice were all taken away by the guests.

Seeing her brother drink up the juice, Nancy couldn't help smiling, "You also drank the juice? Brother, you used to hate desserts and juice. "

"I still hate them." He put down the glass.

It was just because it tasted good.

And there was an indescribable familiar smell...

Someone invited Nancy to dance.

Even though Jacob was wearing a mask, he could still see that the man's eyes were completely fixed on Nancy's chest.

He narrowed his eyes and held his little sister's hand. "Sorry, she has a partner."

He pulled Nancy into the dancing floor.