Chapter 1404: Making Trouble In Kitchen
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Cherish blushed at Perrin's comment. She stared at her brother and thought, 'Can't he say something nice about me for once?'
Perrin was amused by Cherish's embarrassed expression. He impishly messed up her hair.
"Don't go around wreaking havoc here, okay? If you do, I will immediately take you back home and confiscate all your pocket money," Perrin said. He winked at his sister and flashed her a mischievous smile.
"Humph!" Cherish glared at Perrin.
"You have to forgive my sister, Auntie. She doesn't like being called spoiled, although it's the truth," Perrin turned to Leah. He pinched his sister's cheek, trying to annoy her more.
"No worries. You two are so adorable. I wish I had a daughter, too," Leah replied, smiling.
"I'll get going now. Thank you for warmly welcoming my sister to your home," he said. After getting in the car, Perrin rolled down his window and waved goodbye.
"Drive safe, dear," Leah reminded. She held Cherish's hand as Perrin drove away.
After Perrin was gone, Leah led Cherish into the house.
"Let's go see your room, Cherish. I had it decorated. I'm not sure if you'll like it, but I'll have it changed if you don't," Leah told Cherish excitedly. She could not help smiling. She and Cherish were about to go to the guest room when Carlos pulled her aside to talk to her privately.
"Mother, Cherish can't even take care of herself. How do you expect her to take care of me?" Carlos asked with raised eyebrows.
Carlos knew clearly what his mother was trying to do.
"How could you say that? She came here willingly for you. You should be thankful," Leah said crossly, glaring at her son.
"You worry about me too much. I'm fine. I don't need help," Carlos replied.
"Cherish came all the way here for you, Carlos. Do you want me to drive her back home? Wouldn't that be a little ungracious?" she asked.
"Mother..." Carlos still wanted to say something but decided against it.
His mother was right. It would be rude to send Cherish back home right after her arrival.
"Forg
the small blisters on the back of her hand and bit her lip in pain.
While the eggs sizzled and burned on the pan, Cherish regretted her insistence on preparing breakfast by herself. She should have known that she could not do it alone even with a step-by-step guide.
Cherish had been too busy nursing her small injury to notice that the millet congee had boiled over the pot and was now flowing into the flames. Seeing this, Cherish panicked and grabbed the pot without an oven mitt. The heat bit into her palms. She screamed and dropped the hot pot of millet congee on the kitchen floor.
The chief chef and the kitchen staff heard the loud clang of dropped kitchenware and hurried to Cherish's rescue.
Smoke from the burning eggs now clouded the kitchen.
It was thick enough to obscure anyone's view.
"Miss Shen? Where are you? Are you all right?" the chief chef called.
"Yes, I'm okay. I'm right here," Cherish replied in between coughs.
The chief chef and his staff went in and saw Cherish squatting in a corner with two vegetable leaves on her head.
"Miss Shen, what happened? Are you hurt?" the chief chef asked worriedly while helping Cherish up.
'If I had known that Miss Shen would blow up the kitchen, I never would have let her cook by herself, ' the chief chef thought remorsefully.
He checked Cherish for any cuts or burns.
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Cherish blushed at Perrin's comment. She stared at her brother and thought, 'Can't he say something nice about me for once?'
Perrin was amused by Cherish's embarrassed expression. He impishly messed up her hair.
"Don't go around wreaking havoc here, okay? If you do, I will immediately take you back home and confiscate all your pocket money," Perrin said. He winked at his sister and flashed her a mischievous smile.
"Humph!" Cherish glared at Perrin.
"You have to forgive my sister, Auntie. She doesn't like being called spoiled, although it's the truth," Perrin turned to Leah. He pinched his sister's cheek, trying to annoy her more.
"No worries. You two are so adorable. I wish I had a daughter, too," Leah replied, smiling.
"I'll get going now. Thank you for warmly welcoming my sister to your home," he said. After getting in the car, Perrin rolled down his window and waved goodbye.
"Drive safe, dear," Leah reminded. She held Cherish's hand as Perrin drove away.
After Perrin was gone, Leah led Cherish into the house.
"Let's go see your room, Cherish. I had it decorated. I'm not sure if you'll like it, but I'll have it changed if you don't," Leah told Cherish excitedly. She could not help smiling. She and Cherish were about to go to the guest room when Carlos pulled her aside to talk to her privately.
"Mother, Cherish can't even take care of herself. How do you expect her to take care of me?" Carlos asked with raised eyebrows.
Carlos knew clearly what his mother was trying to do.
"How could you say that? She came here willingly for you. You should be thankful," Leah said crossly, glaring at her son.
"You worry about me too much. I'm fine. I don't need help," Carlos replied.
"Cherish came all the way here for you, Carlos. Do you want me to drive her back home? Wouldn't that be a little ungracious?" she asked.
"Mother..." Carlos still wanted to say something but decided against it.
His mother was right. It would be rude to send Cherish back home right after her arrival.
"Forg
the small blisters on the back of her hand and bit her lip in pain.
While the eggs sizzled and burned on the pan, Cherish regretted her insistence on preparing breakfast by herself. She should have known that she could not do it alone even with a step-by-step guide.
Cherish had been too busy nursing her small injury to notice that the millet congee had boiled over the pot and was now flowing into the flames. Seeing this, Cherish panicked and grabbed the pot without an oven mitt. The heat bit into her palms. She screamed and dropped the hot pot of millet congee on the kitchen floor.
The chief chef and the kitchen staff heard the loud clang of dropped kitchenware and hurried to Cherish's rescue.
Smoke from the burning eggs now clouded the kitchen.
It was thick enough to obscure anyone's view.
"Miss Shen? Where are you? Are you all right?" the chief chef called.
"Yes, I'm okay. I'm right here," Cherish replied in between coughs.
The chief chef and his staff went in and saw Cherish squatting in a corner with two vegetable leaves on her head.
"Miss Shen, what happened? Are you hurt?" the chief chef asked worriedly while helping Cherish up.
'If I had known that Miss Shen would blow up the kitchen, I never would have let her cook by herself, ' the chief chef thought remorsefully.
He checked Cherish for any cuts or burns.
Cherish blushed at Perrin's comment. She stared at her brother and thought, 'Can't he say something nice about me for once?'Perrin was amused by Cherish's embarrassed expression. He impishly messed up her hair. "Don't go around wreaking havoc here, okay? If you do, I will immediately take you back home and confiscate all your pocket money," Perrin said. He winked at his sister and flashed her a mischievous smile. "Humph!" Cherish glared at Perrin. "You have to forgive my sister, Auntie. She doesn't like being called spoiled, although it's the truth," Perrin turned to Leah. He pinched his sister's cheek, trying to annoy her more. "No worries. You two are so adorable. I wish I had a daughter, too," Leah replied, smiling. "I'll get going now. Thank you for warmly welcoming my sister to your home," he said. After getting in the car, Perrin rolled down his window and waved goodbye. "Drive safe, dear," Leah reminded. She held Cherish's hand as Perrin drove away. After Perrin was gone, Leah led Cherish into the house. "Let's go see your room, Cherish. I had it decorated. I'm not sure if you'll like it, but I'll have it changed if you don't," Leah told Cherish excitedly. She could not help smiling. She and Cherish were about to go to the guest room when Carlos pulled her aside to talk to her privately. "Mother, Cherish can't even take care of herself. How do you expect her to take care of me?" Carlos asked with raised eyebrows. Carlos knew clearly what his mother was trying to do. "How could you say that? She came here willingly for you. You should be thankful," Leah said crossly, glaring at her son. "You worry about me too much. I'm fine. I don't need help," Carlos replied. "Cherish came all the way here for you, Carlos. Do you want me to drive her back home? Wouldn't that be a little ungracious?" she asked. "Mother..." Carlos still wanted to say something but decided against it. His mother was right. It would be rude to send Cherish back home right after her arrival. "Forgthe small blisters on the back of her hand and bit her lip in pain. While the eggs sizzled and burned on the pan, Cherish regretted her insistence on preparing breakfast by herself. She should have known that she could not do it alone even with a step-by-step guide. Cherish had been too busy nursing her small injury to notice that the millet congee had boiled over the pot and was now flowing into the flames. Seeing this, Cherish panicked and grabbed the pot without an oven mitt. The heat bit into her palms. She screamed and dropped the hot pot of millet congee on the kitchen floor. The chief chef and the kitchen staff heard the loud clang of dropped kitchenware and hurried to Cherish's rescue. Smoke from the burning eggs now clouded the kitchen. It was thick enough to obscure anyone's view. "Miss Shen? Where are you? Are you all right?" the chief chef called. "Yes, I'm okay. I'm right here," Cherish replied in between coughs. The chief chef and his staff went in and saw Cherish squatting in a corner with two vegetable leaves on her head. "Miss Shen, what happened? Are you hurt?" the chief chef asked worriedly while helping Cherish up. 'If I had known that Miss Shen would blow up the kitchen, I never would have let her cook by herself, ' the chief chef thought remorsefully. He checked Cherish for any cuts or burns.
