One Meet By Chance

Chapter 371 Cooking In Person

Yilia looked at Shirley with a sneer. She twitched her mouth.

"Yes, it depends on the owner. Anne, remember. We need to worry about who owns the dog if we want to beat the dog. Since the deputy director said so, what else can we say? In this case, for the sake of the CEO's wife, we won't say anything more. Shirley, you have to check the data here as soon as possible and prepare a report for me tomorrow."

The female assistant behind Yilia looked at Shirley with sarcasm. She threw the files on the desk, and some of them even fell to the ground, but they wouldn't be picked up. As if she didn't see them, Yilia took the female assistant with her and walked out of the office.

Shirley clenched her fists. What she said just now was to scold Anne, but she was scolded back by Yilia. 'Well, Anne and Yillia, I remember you two, let's settle it slowly.'

Turning her head, Shirley regained her good mood. After all, the CEO had said that she was good- looking, so she must go out for a walk tonight. Some people didn't like Shirley, and naturally some people wanted to curry favor with Teresa through her. This was the case. Several female colleagues who were close to Shirley before came to the office to congratulate her. They invited Shirley to go out with them tonight and it was their treat.

Shirley enjoyed that feeling very much. She had been despised by many people in this big city since she came out of the countryside. Now, she finally got to the point that everyone needed to fawn on her, so she kept smiling.

On the other side, as soon as the car drove out of TH Group, it began to rain again. It was as if a hole had been made in the rain. Teresa sat in the car, looking at the shower curtain like window. She thought in her heart and asking the sky, 'Are you also sad for me?' It didn't matter. There were many other good things in the world besides Enrique. Harris was also very good to her. She had two lovely children and relatives of the Gu Family.

Thinking that she was going to get married soon, she should give a call to Fiona who was abroad. She couldn't get married without informing her, could she? Although the wedding was not what she wanted, she still wanted to let her know. She took out her phone and called Fiona who hadn't contacted her for a long time, but she couldn't get through. She thought that maybe she was busy, so she decided to call her at night again.

When she arrived at the Shen Family, Albert and the other two people all came out to greet Teresa. They looked back and forth to see if she was wet in the rain. Her cold heart was gradually wrapped by the warmth of the old people. Yes, misfortune might be an actual blessing. It was enough to have them.

"I'm fine, really. I didn't get wet at all."

"No, I have asked the kitchen to prepare some ginger soup for you. You are weak now. What if you catch a cold?"

Harris immediately asked the servants beside him to bring the ginger soup. They didn't feel relieved until Teresa drank it all.

"Abby, have you given your invitation design to Enrique? What does he think?"

"Dad, he doesn't think there is any problem."

"That's good. Come on, Teresa. Your Uncle Harris has chosen several villas. Which one do you want to choose as your new house? Do you prefer the seaside or the suburb? Or..."

"Just pick a quiet place."

"See? I've told you that Teresa like quiet places."

Harris, who was standing aside, raised his eyebrows proudly at Albert, and then the two guys began to quarrel again. This time, Gavin didn't get involved. If he got involved, no matter who was right or who

was wrong in the end, it was his fault anyway. No matter what, he didn't want to care them anymore.

Teresa shook her head and secretly went to the place where Brain and Bruce were having classes. As a talkative boy, Brain was absent-minded in class and always looked around. As for Bruce, he was like a monk in meditation, painting on paper quietly. Teresa smiled gently. She left the classroom which was specially set for the two children by Enrique.

To be honest, Enrique was really good to their children. Just for two children, Enrique had hired many teachers such as foreign language, math, Chinese and other teachers, and even hired coaches for field survival. They were just so young, but they had to learn so much. Sometimes, Teresa was afraid that the two children could not absorb so much.

Today, she'd better cook a delicious dinner for the two children. It seemed that they hadn't eaten the food she cooked for a long time. After finishing what they had to learn today, Brain lowered his head and was on the verge of death, while Bruce was still thinking about the knowledge he had just learnt.

When they arrived at the living room, Brain, like a fish returning to the water, became energetic all of a sudden. He jumped over the tea table and pointed at the computer. On the computer was the furniture Albert and the others had chosen. They were thinking of using European furniture or furniture from another country, or were they going to hire a designer to do a special set? In short, they could quarrel endlessly for some trivial things, but Gavin didn't want to tell them that their most important things were still up in the air. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

They hadn't decided the two's wedding date yet, but he wouldn't tell them. Humph.

When he came back, Enrique didn't see Teresa. He frowned and wondered where she had gone? She didn't come back?

"Enrique, Abby is cooking dinner in the kitchen. She said that the two kids haven't eaten the food cooked by her for a long time, so she cooked by herself tonight. I'm also looking forward to Abby's

cooking. Will it taste better than yours?"

Enrique took off his suit. It was still raining outside, and his clothes were a little wet. He handed the suit to the nanny beside him, stepped forward, and held Brain and Bruce in his arms one by one.

"How are you two doing today?"

"Well, I almost understand everything,"

Bruce answered, while Brain looked around and saw Teresa walking out with a plate of Cola Chicken Wings.

"Mommy, what did you cook?"

Bruce curled his lips. Brain was good at changing the topic, but why did he smell a familiar but strange smell?

"Let's have dinner."

Teresa put the last dish on the table and sat down herself. Then she looked at the uneasy expression of Albert, Harris, Gavin and the two kids in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing. Come on, sit down and eat. It's cooked by Teresa."

Enrique pulled out a chair and sat down. He raised his eyebrows at the dishes on the table. There was a strange smell and they didn't look good. Didn't that woman notice it?

Then everyone saw Teresa put a chicken wing in Bruce's bowl and another in Brain's.

"Don't you eat? Or do you dislike my cooking?"

"No, no. How could it be?"

The three old men lowered their head to eat. Gavin picked up a shrimp and put it into his mouth by accident. What if he really wanted to go home now?