Sweet Twins Indulge in Daddy's Love novel Chapter 82

They didn't really know about Doris. However, Jay had recognized what sort of an individual she was.

If by chance she were to lose her temper, she wouldn't hesitate to whip every one of them and show them the way out.

"Well, I like her temper. Go and cook now. We are waiting for dinner." Jay’s voice relaxed as he turned towards Doris.

Doris grunted as if she was in a rage and went to the kitchen with the shopping sack.

With a seemingly furious face, she took out the food materials from the shopping sack.

The chuckling of Jay and the ladies who were seated in the lounge room was clearly audible to her.

"Mr. Fang, try this dark plum," a lady said, as she pointed towards the fruit.

"While you are at it, try this mango. It is delicious. It is, in fact, my favorite fruit," another lady added.

"Jay, I have peeled a lychee for you. They seem quite fresh, and definitely look delicious," one of the ladies insisted, as she passed the bowl, which was half-filled with peeled lychee.

"Oh, alright! Thank you my ladies!" Jay replied cheerfully.

"You're all so nice.

I love you all!

And you're all my sweethearts!"

The chuckling of them was all-inescapable. Even though Doris shut the kitchen entryway, she could, in any case, hearthem.

As enraged as Doris seemed to be, she turned on the cooker hood to the most. And it accomplished.

Even though she was able to hear the mumbles, she couldn't recognize their words.

After she washed the vegetables, she set them back to the chopping board. Then, she cut the vegetables into pieces and yelled, "Jay, I'll cut you into pieces! You damn man!"

"Atishoo..." Jay sneezed.at the same time.

"Mr. Fang, you are wearing too little clothes. Don't catch a cold. Here, take this!" a woman said, and brought tissue for him.

"Yeah, Mr. Fang, you should put on more clothes," Another lady likewise shared her concern.

Wasn't that right? But did he have garments to wear now?

No, he didn't.

But he was embarrassed and didn't want to get humiliated before those ladies.

So he caused a commotion and said, "I rarely show you my strong muscles. Well, ladies, don't you like them?"

How dare the ladies state no. So they all put on a complimenting smile. "Of course I like them. You have well-built muscles and a good proportioned body. Look, how beautiful!

I like it!" said one of the ladies.

"I like it too!" said another one.

"What kind of people are they?" Doris muttered. After

hearing all of these words, she was enraged to the point that she felt the urge to raise the blade and surge out to drive each and every one of them out of her apartment.

But after considering all things, she decided to calm down for now.

She chose to continue with her cooking.

Doris cooked calmly, placing all the ingredients into the dishes. She just made the dishes mechanically, regardless of whether they tasted great or not.

'Whoever dislikes it can cook by themselves,' thought Doris.

As she was concocting, she tasted some food to see how it was. She picked the ones she liked and ate them, so that she wouldn't starve later.

At the point when she completed her cooking, she was full.

"Ladies, dinner is ready,” Doris shouted as everyone was busy in talking.

"Can't you people hear me? Dinner is ready," Doris yelled once again. Jay's whole body was sore. Being pinched by those ladies, he didn't feel agreeable by any stretch of the imagination.

He had no emotions for all these delights. He didn't have the foggiest idea of what was right or what wasn't.

"Dinner? Oh, Mr. Fang, get up. Common, let's wash our hands together." A lady helped Jay up from the couch.

A gathering of magnificent young ladies accompanied him to the restroom.

The sight made Doris' blood freeze.

Indeed, that was a scene that ought to be watched. Each lady was a trouble to deal with.

The scene would have made anyone wonder how an ancient emperor would have lived well with such a large number of concubines around.

The emperor was seeking trouble obviously.

But, which man wouldn’t be desirous to be an emperor?