Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

“Thank you, Miss.

I can stand,” Tatum said politely, mindful of his current position.

Despite not being shy, he knew his status in the Ormond family had not yet solidified.

Until Elora’s feelings for him were clear, he didn't want to appear too forward, so as not to risk damaging the impression he was building with her.

“Please, have a seat.

If you stand, I'll have to keep turning my head to talk to you, and my neck will get sore,” Elora insisted.

With that, Tatum promptly found a chair and sat down, his posture straight and formal.

Elora observed him for a moment and then smiled.

“You sit like a soldier.” He looked a bit like a schoolboy in class, sitting properly to avoid getting scolded by the teacher.

Tatum remained silent.

“I really like the clothes and gifts that Alonzo and Angelo picked out for me.

You must be exhausted after spending the whole afternoon with them.

reimburse you for everything

young masters are

they weren’t tired, but I

I enjoyed taking them

made

shopping.” When Tatum needed anything, he would simply inform the butler,

special gift did he

usually something his mother and

a child, he sometimes tagged along, but as he got older, even his mother couldn't convince him to join

more into cooking these days,” Tatum

about some delicious dish at a restaurant, I'll go and

time, I end up thinking that my cooking tastes better.” Elora

“You're a natural chef.

young

for now, I'm not tired of your food.” Tatum responded warmly, “Miss, I hope to be your chef for life and never be outdone by any of

still haven't told me how much you spent.” Tatum took out

about the exact

review, he said, “Young Master

$350,000 from me.” This was a rough estimate; he

outfits the brothers bought for their seven

which