Chapter 60
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Aunt Sam looked at the boiling pot of soup that Daisy had cooked and immediately reminded her.
'Oh, I see, thank you."
Only then did Daisy pay attention to her pot of soup. She snapped out of her thoughts and focused on making soup. Regardless of whether he saw it or not, he was still her husband and it didn't matter what he saw, they just hadn't done it yet.
Daisy thought so that she would no longer feel embarrassed.
Very quickly, she finished cooking the sour soup, the pot of braised fish was also cooked, she put two or three pieces of fish on a plate, scooped out a bowl of sour soup and a plate of braised fish, and then scooped out a large bowl of rice and soy sauce and placed them on a tray.
Before leaving, Daisy said: "There is sour soup and braised fish. If you want to eat, just eat."
Originally, she also cooked for Mr. Drkov, but Aunt Sam said he was vegetarian this week so she didn't take his portion.
Waiting for her to leave, Nancy pouted and said: "Who wants to eat her food, it's not delicious."
'I find her cooking very interesting, let's try it."
A maid brought up a bowl of sour soup to taste: "Um, it's exactly this flavor, the flavor my mother often cooks. Even if I cook forever, it won't come out."
The maid talked and ate continuously. Daisy returned to the room with a tray of delicious food in her hand. Atlas smelled the scent and turned to look at her.
"I've finished cooking, eat quickly. You must be hungry now, right?"
Daisy put down the tray and placed the food on the table. She looked at the clock and saw that it was after six o'clock in the evening. Normally this is the time he eats, but Aunt Sam said he eats less at noon and it's raining so she thinks he'll get hungry quickly.
Atlas pushed his wheelchair to the table. Looking at the food on the table, his taste buds were stimulated. He's a bit of a picky eater, but the dishes this woman makes naturally appeal to him.
Daisy brought him a bowl of rice and placed it in front of him. Then she scooped the rice herself and picked up her chopsticks. First, she picked up a piece of fish for him and said: "Eat quickly, it's delicious when it's hot."
From the moment she picked up food for him, she saw that he never refused. Sometimes she will pick up food for him, but she also follows his preferences and picks up food. Although she hasn't been with him for long, she finds that this man is quite a picky eater. He rarely eats meat or fish but eats vegetables selectively.
But she discovered that he only ate roots and not vegetables, so when she asked him why, he said he didn't like it.
What a strange man, vegetables are the easiest thing to eat but he doesn't eat them.
Therefore, on their dining table, there will usually be a plate of vegetables for her and a plate of root soup for him.
Speaking of which, she forgot, her sour soup only has vegetables, can you eat it? It took a while for her to get an answer. He scooped up a bowl of soup but only scooped out pickles and nothing else. Bean sprouts, okra, bamboo shoots, and even tomatoes are all set aside.
She stared at him, this man was not picky about vegetables, but pickles were also vegetables, how could he eat them and not eat other things? Does he only eat salty foods? She tried asking: "Do you like eating kimchi?"
"Dislike."
'So why can you eat pickles?"
Daisy looked at him and asked.
She saw his movements stop for a moment and then continued eating as if he didn't hear her ask.
This man is indifferent. She smiled, picked up some kimchi, put it in his bowl, and said: "Try it, it's delicious."
Atlas was eating, frowned, put down his chopsticks, and said coldly: "I only eat melon."'Hey, don't be like a picky eater. It's okay, it's okay to try a little. If you don't like it then I'll take it out for you, ok?"
Daisy couldn't help but seduce him.
Atlas looked at the bowl like an enemy, but then he raised his chopsticks, picked up a piece of kimchi, put it in his mouth, and chewed it a few times.
Daisy was always observing his expression. When she didn't see him frown, she asked: "What's wrong, how's it, is it delicious?"
Atlas didn't say anything but picked up the bowl to eat.
He likes to eat, right? She wanted to tempt him to eat more food, but thinking back, everything had to be done slowly.
—Drkov Group has not long since launched new products and has already dominated the domestic and foreign consumer markets, from beauty queen models to aristocratic ladies all hunting for Rainbow-colored dresses.
Dalziel looked at the first week's sales report and discovered something: Rainbow colors sold better than Aneurin's Spring Butterfly jewelry set.
So Dalziel's name suddenly became famous, they even praised him beyond Atlas.
This made him unhappy and his face became gloomy.
Everyone doesn't know the true origin of Rainbow Colors, but he is the most obvious, this is designed by Atlas, he is just a disguise. He just wanted to use Rainbow Color to attack Atlas, but he didn't expect the result to be far beyond his imagination.
What if Atlas saw this news? The corners of Dalziel's lips curled slightly. He didn't know what his reaction would be. Besides getting angry and destroying things, what else can he do?
"Mr. Dalziel, the president comes to the company. He wants to see you."
Outside, his assistant walked in to report.
'I know, has he been here long?"
