My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 138

"You made it yourself?"

Patrick suddenly asked and looked at the woman beside him. A slight smile appeared on his face as if he didn't believe it.

Christina suddenly regretted making these things. She thought they wouldn't like them anyway.

She replied hesitantly, "Yes."

"Such an ugly one. It's definitely limited. A unique one."

Charles muttered in a low voice, but there was not much disdain in his words. Christina turned to look at him sideways, and the two of them stared at each other childishly.

Patrick sat quietly, looking thoughtfully at the rich expressions on their faces, frowning slightly and thinking about something.

Old Master Mr. Hopkins did not say a word. He put down his teacup and looked at Christina for a long time. Then he turned around and told the housekeeper to cut up the Chinese rice-pudding and bring over the bowls and chopsticks for everyone to taste.

Actually, when Christina heard the Old Master speak, she was a little surprised.

Ever since Patrick's car accident, the Old Master had been a little against her, and his attitude towards her was obviously cold and distant.

"What do you think?"

"Patrick, this... Originally, it was a triangular shape, and then it wasn't wrapped properly. It wasn't fully cooked the first time, and when I saw rice leaking out, I simply rounded it up..." Christina was embarrassed.

The unique round-shaped Chinese rice-pudding on the table was cut into small pieces by the maid. Patrick put a small piece into his mouth with his chopsticks and did not speak for a long time.

"How does it taste?"

Christina moved closer to him, her voice a little nervous.

"Very well." Patrick put down his chopsticks and touched her head with some comfort.

Christina was very excited. This was her first time making it. It meant that she probably had the potential to be a good wife.

Charles rolled his eyes at her excitement. For safety's sake, he picked the smallest piece and tasted it.

"Patrick, you can't mislead her."

Charles showed a bitter face, and he drank as much water as he could. It was indeed cooked, but Christina put so much salt in it, so it was so salty.

"No one asked you to eat." Christina habitually retorted him.

Charles didn't want to be polite to her. He just wanted to mock her poor cooking, but Patrick said, "Go to the kitchen and get me a glass of juice."

Christina raised her eyebrows. She knew that Patrick was trying to let her leave so she went to the kitchen indifferently.