"The one who loves lamb chops is Anna Green, but when Mom asks me, of course, I say I like them. The stir-fried vegetables are always the dish closest to me on the table every day."
Bella Green said in a voice neither too high nor too low, with an indifferent attitude that could still make one's heart waver.
The smile on Samuel Gren's face disappeared, and he looked angrily at Francesca Willis, "The kids have been back for so long, and you still don't know what she likes to eat. What kind of mother are you?"
Francesca Willis's face didn't look good either, turning blue then purple. She ended up with a few awkward laughs, smiling to appease.
"Well, I just didn't pay attention. Bella, tell me what you like, and I'll make it right away."
Bella raised her eyebrows and smiled, "No need for that. Mason has something going on today; he won't be coming over."
"You, child, even if Mr. Mason isn't coming, Mom should still make something you like."
