At 7 pm, everyone was busy preparing dinner, and Christina was pushed out of the kitchen.

Crystal warned her seriously, "Don't come in."

Christina was very confused.She was in her own home.

"..There are some people who only know how to make trouble"

Mr.Shepherd in the small living room immediately gloated.

Christina ignored him.

Instead, she curiously leaned closer to the kitchen door and looked carefully at the two people inside.

Crystal was cooking beef with green pepper, while Geoffrey handed Crystal soy sauce in a decent manner...

The more she looked, the weirder she felt.She turned to the lazy Charles on the sofa.

"Hey, why does Chandler's son always pester Crystal?"

Charles raised his eyebrows and showed a strange expression when she asked.

It would date back to Christmas Eve a few days ago.

That day, he accompanied Geoffrey to C City to look for someone.

But they ended up tragically eating Christmas dinner at a fast-food restaurant on the highway.

Then he said something about Chandler's brother.

"This is a family photo of the Stephenson family."

After everyone was full, Chandler took Geoffrey to pee.

As soon as Charles saw Chandler's wallet on the table, he immediately showed the photo in Chandler's wallet to Crystal.

Crystal was surprised to see the man in the photo who looked somewhat similar to Chandler.

"I have never seen a picture of his brother in the Stephenson family, but the two elders of the Stephenson family have never mentioned it."

"Chandler Stephenson's brother died by accident.They were too sad at that time..."

"What was the accident? "

Perhaps Crystal was too unlucky.

As soon as she asked, Chandler came over with a gloomy face and grabbed his wallet back.

Crystal was then given a cold and sarcastic lesson.

"Miss Zhu, I don't think you have the right to know too much about my family affairs."

There were a lot of people in the fast-food restaurant.

Chandler had seldom been so out of character as to lecture people.

Crystal was scolded even though she did nothing wrong, but she lowered her head and did not dare to refute.

they returned to the car, and no one chatted along

of

that time maybe she was

"We all have our own lives.I

went back

meant was, go about your business and don't contact each other in the

Chandler who were left in the car

his dad of going too far and had to go to apologize, but he was taken home by

been so many years.Geoffrey is six years old.Even your parents have let go.Why

the rest of your life in a daze? It's rare to meet someone you like.Why don't you have the courage to

to persuade

said in a low voice after silence, "I don’t deserve

you say that...Can you

as he

you mumbling

and looked at the thoughtful look on Charles's

guessed and asked, "Hey, let me ask you, why is Chandler's son pestering Crystal?

his senses.He looked

to me!"Charles said coldly, "Stay

about to

that she didn't kick Charles out of

without Christina messing around, Crystal quickly

and helped set

just wait

meal with five dishes and a soup, which was not only looked good, smelled good, but tasted

first spooned a small bowl of Stewed Black chicken soup with Astragalus for them, "Drink half a bowl of

in his little hand and looked

to care about table

a big

in her arms and

will also look for a virtuous wife with good cooking skills in the

and saw Miss Dickens beside him, he

me this is how you eat when you

none of

at him,"These commoners’ food can't get into your

hand to stop her from grabbing

pain caused him to change

"Charles, how's your shoulder?"

concern, "Didn't you

said the ointment smelled too

Geoffrey immediately betrayed Charles.

no strength to

covered his right shoulder with his left hand.He endured the pain and did not shout

"You're really useless."

she complained as she was about to help him up, "How cana man to be

"Who did it!"

raised his head and

some cold sweat on his forehead.It seemed that he was

"Let's go

She asked again coldly,

"I said no!"

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