My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Liam was also being polite. “Teacher Celeste, you’ve been coaching for so long You’ve put in more effort than me, so you should try it first”

Playing modest, Celeste responded, “I just gave some advice, you did most of the work. Don’t be too polite, you go first”

Again, Liam generously stepped back, “Fish soup is good for wound healing”

Celeste instantly said. “Fish soup is good for the brain, and you’ve been working so hard”

Looking at the strange–smelling fish soup pushed in front of him again, Liam pondered momentarily and suggested, “Maybe we should order takeout instead”

Pretending to think, Celeste said, “It seems a bit wasteful to throw away the soup, considering it’s made from fish that selfs for three dollars per 500g.”

“I suppose,” Liam agreed, then suddenly proposed, “I have a way to not waste it.”

Celeste asked, “What’s the plan?”

Instead of answering. Liam took a picture of the soup and sent it to Leonard Hann.

Leonard was lounging on a sofa, scrolling through online news about an afternoon mall

“What’s this about?”

“In appreciation for the information you provided on the Shelly case, Celeste made you some fish soup. Let me know

straight, “Made

“She went to the market this afternoon

it wasn’t for this fish”

to get a fish to make soup for

else could

his gratitude, something felt off. He narrowed his eyes and asked, “Would you really be

deliver it

if Celeste was indeed injured while buying fish for him,

a youngster

give it to you initially. I was just being polite. If you say you don’t need it, I can tell

you.”

are

“You don’t need to stir things