"Whatever, just make sure to protect your little mouth and don't let me hear any unhappy words."
Nora Goldsmith smiled obsequiously, seeing Noah Wilson go upstairs completely.
Her true nature was instantly revealed, "Just treat me like this, later when you're old, you'll be an unmarriageable tomboy, and I'll be happily married, and then you'll be envious of me!"
"I'm so angry, washing vegetables and cooking, it's all on me. Later I'll probably even have to wash the pot. My sister just got back from work, exhausted, and Noah is not in a good mood."
"Might as well order takeout, why insist on me cooking? Am I your laborer?"
Nora grumbled while preparing a meal.
Eight dishes and one soup.
First, she went to invite Noah Wilson downstairs.
Then she went straight to call Ivy River down for dinner, when an uninvited guest knocked on the door.
Noah Wilson didn't think much of it and opened the door directly.
