Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

“Cindy is a good girl, too good to make people feel sorry for her.” Morgan raised her little face, “So, don’t listen to what Arthur Woods’s mom says and misunderstand Cindy.”

Adrian Zhekova felt as if something was stuck in his throat, and after a long while, he said hoarsely, “Okay.”

Cindy was unaware of the conversation between Adrian Zhekova and Morgan in the living room.

She was busy preparing dinner.

After all, it was to thank Adrian Zhekova.

Whether it was him contacting her when Morgan left the nursery alone, giving her exceptions in the Cooking Competition registration, or suddenly appearing at the nursery today to support them.

Cindy was well aware that Adrian Zhekova didn’t have to stand up for them.

For someone he had only met once, Adrian Zhekova had no such obligation.

But he was there.

If it weren’t for Adrian Zhekova today, there was no way that they could have handled Nelly Woods so easily.

The Headmaster wouldn’t have taken their side either.

So, Cindy was very grateful to Adrian Zhekova.

She really wanted to repay him, not just to sound nice, but she just didn’t know what Adrian Zhekova might be interested in.

Adrian Zhekova had given her this opportunity, she naturally wanted to put her heart into making dinner.

Cindy prepared the ingredients in the house, ordered the ones she didn’t have on the online supermarket, and in less than an hour, someone delivered them.

It was even faster than going to the Supermarket herself.

There was plum sauce she had made in the refrigerator.

Morgan liked it, especially when she dipped roasted chicken in it.

This time, Cindy planned to use the plum sauce instead of honey to spread on the roast chicken surface.

She first marinated the chicken, fearing that the taste wouldn’t be strong enough for the afternoon, she deliberately increased the amount of sauce slightly.

The sauce was mixed with fresh plums and then cooked, and the plums in the sauce were mashed to make the plum juice more intense.

The sweet and sour fruit aroma of the plums could be smelled in the living room, and Adrian Zhekova decisively abandoned Morgan, going straight to the kitchen.

Morgan immediately followed behind Adrian Zhekova, determined to be an uncomplaining and unrepentant light bulb, illuminating the entire room.

Unfortunately, his legs were too short and not fast enough.

Adrian Zhekova opened the kitchen door and stepped in, blocking Morgan out in the last second.

Morgan: ‘

“What are you making? It smells delicious.” Adrian Zhekova walked over to Cindy.

Adrian Zhekova’s voice suddenly sounded beside her, startling Cindy.

She subconsciously turned to look, but she didn’t expect Adrian Zhekova to be standing so close.

As she looked up, she saw Adrian Zhekova’s lowered face.

Not knowing if it was due to the nervousness causing an illusion, Cindy felt that Adrian Zhekova’s face was way too close to her.

Accidentally, they might touch each other.

Cindy hurriedly lowered her head, her uneasy cheeks turned red, “I’m making a plum roast chicken.”

“Plum roast chicken?” Adrian Zhekova had really never tried it before.

Cindy quickly focused on the cutting board in front of her, but as soon as she lowered her head, she revealed her blushing ears.

Adrian Zhekova looked at her and couldn’t help but lower his head, wanting to get even closer.

Cindy continued, unaware, “Since it’s hot now, I thought I’d make something sweet and sour to whet the appetite.”

As she spoke, Cindy stuffed all the mashed plum meat that had been marinated in the sauce into the chicken’s belly.

She also put two slices of lemon inside.

“Because the marinating time is short, this is the only way to get the flavor in,” Cindy explained with her head down..