Finn patted Baby Zetty and Jenson on the shoulders. I t was only then did the two children snap back to their senses.
Baby Zetty brought the chicken stew to Mommy.
Just as she picked up the spoon to scoop the stew, Jay suddenly stretched out his hand and commanded in a domineering tone, "Give me the bowl."
Baby Zetty had no choice but to pass him the bowl.
After taking it, he took a sip, then frowned and complained, "The chicken is too hard to chew, there’s too much pepper, the stew is too greasy, and it numbs the tongue. Don't drink it, Angeline."
Baby Zetty,"..."
Was her chicken stew really that bad?
Angeline took a sip of the stew and savored it slowly before praising, "The stew is obviously very good. The chicken is juicy, the pepper and ginger match perfectly, which makes the stew absolutely rich and flavorful."
Jay asked bitterly, "Does it taste better than the stew I make?"
He then added sulkily, "I don't like drinking chicken
stew."
Sensing his jealousy, Angeline started coaxing him as she would a child, saying, "Love is what I taste from your food, but home is what I taste from this chicken stew. Baby Zetty made this, Jaybie."
After hearing what she said, Jay's stiff and charming face eased up.
"Let me take a sip, then."
Jay took a few sips of the stew, and the initial waxy texture he tasted earlier had vanished for some reason. The stew was even more appetizing now. He nodded continuously. "Mm, Baby Zetty is a good cook indeed."
Others might be quiet, but they were actually cursing i n their hearts, 'Don't you feel embarrassed for saying contradictory things like that, Mr. Ares?’
After drinking the stew, Jay asked as if he had not had enough, "What else did you bring?"
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