"What's there to be embarrassed of when you take something from your family?" He said lightly.
"..."
"Eat the beef." He put another piece of beef in front of her.
"What do you think would be a better gift for Mr. Blackwell ... no, to Mum, when we go back today? Do you know what she wants?" Madeline asked.
"I know." He responded faintly.
Immediately, Madeline's heart fluttered, "What?"
"She wants a grandson, the one you give birth to." He said, with a hint of ambiguity under his eyes.
As soon as she heard that, Madeline's heart immediately tightened again.
"What are you talking about?" She gave him a direct blank stare and lowered her head while eating her rice, "I'm ignoring you."
"Shy?" He asked.
"Who's shy?"
"Why are you blushing if you're not shy?"
"I'm blushing because I'm hot, can't I?" Madeline added.
"OK, whatever you say."
He was unconsciously chuckling lightly.
She didn't look up at him and didn't say anything else, just ate her food in silence.
