His Beloved Mate
Chapter 43 Of Course Mr. Dylan's Cooking Is Excellent

Damn it! It was a flash marriage. How did she know Dylan?! Should she tell the truth?

She cleared her throat, lowered her head to wash the vegetables, and whispered to Dylan, "Ouch, ouch, ouch."

Dylan put the chopped meat on the plate and said calmly, "We met in a bookstore. I was abroad alone on Valentine's day last year. I met Cassie in a bookstore on that day. It was late. She was the only guest left in the bookstore. She was reading in the corner quietly.

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Cheryl said in excitement, "Wow, so Mr. Dylan fell in love with Mrs. Cassie at first sight?"

What the hell? They didn't rehearse the lines! Weren't the capitalist afraid that he would expose his lie? In front of so many people.

But she had to take it since the capitalist had started. Well, wasn't it just to make up a story? This was her best skill!

Cassie smiled shyly and said, "Yes, Mr. Dylan had been staring at me at that time. I felt someone was looking at me, so I raised my head. Then, who knows..."

She didn't say anything more, but the audience understood what she meant.

The Serious King: Got it! He fell in love with her at the first sight!

Named Woody: Love at first sight is because of appearance! Don't believe it!!

Missing Home Come on, friend. Don't tell me the truth!!

Cassie took off her apron and put it on Dylan. He seemed to be good at cooking. He put the hot oil in the pot and cooked. In a short while, many delicious dishes were out of the pot, and the slowest one among all the dishes was sweet and sour spareribs.

The sweet and sour juice in the pot was steaming. It was almost ready. Dylan picked up a small piece and put it into the bowl. He handed it to Cassie and said, "Have a try. I'll improve it next time if it's not good."

As soon as she heard that there was food, she didn't care about what the capitalist had said just now. She quickly took it with a smile, blew on the hot spareribs, and ate slowly. There was also some sweet and sour spareribs sauce on the corner of her mouth, which looked a little cute.

Dylan reached out and wiped the sauce from the corner of her mouth. With a gentle smile, he said, "You are an adult. Be careful while eating."

With a smile, Cassie said, "Thank you."

Although she said so, she felt unhappy. Wasn't it normal to have something on the corner of mouth while eating? Why... How could the capitalist make fun of her?!

After placing the ornaments on the plate, Dylan turned around and took out the dishes. Cheryl said, "Mr. Dylan has completed the cooking. I think these dishes look good. What do you think, Mrs. Cassie?" Cassie picked up the spoon and took a sip of the wax gourd soup. Although she didn't want to, she had to admit that Dylan is really good at cooking!

She showed an admiring smile and said, "Of course Mr. Dylan's cooking is excellent!"

Bright Moon: I'm starving!!

Furry: I just had dinner, but I'm hungry again. If I get fat, my husband should be responsible for me!!

Meeting You In My Life: Wake up, Mr. Dylan is married! Mrs. Cassie will be angry with you!!

I Want Extremely Spicy Crayfish: Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder! Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder!

Cheryl said to the camera, "In just three hours, everyone must be very reluctant to say goodbye, but we have no choice. Mr. Dylan and Mrs. Cassie are still hungry. Let's meet next time..."

Cassie waved her hand with smile, "See you next time. If you want to know the recipe, I'll try my best to sort it out and send it to Weibo. If you want to learn it, you can cook it yourself..."

In the villa district of Repulse Bay in H city, sitting in the study, Jasper watched the whole live stream. He was in a bad mood. He pinched the cigarette in his hand and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to refute me? You changed the introduction and cooked on live stream. Interesting."

The live stream ended. The staff of Huayu uninstalled the equipment of live stream and left.

Leaning against the table, Cassie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The live stream is finally over. Next time, don't make any live stream gifts. It's more convenient to draw lottery and transfer money." "Thank you for your hard work," said Cheryl with a smile and pat her on the back.

Cassie moved her neck and looked up at Dylan, who was serving the dishes. He regained his indifferent expression in the light.

A cold and familiar voice came from her ear, "You brought up the idea of cooking on live stream."

Cassie thought that Dylan definitely had mastered a unique skill - change face.

Was he blaming her for what she had done?

Frowning, Cassie pursed his lips and said impatiently, "Why didn't you object to my proposal?"

She didn't know that Dylan had so many scenes in a live stream, such as helped her tie up the hair and apron, made up story of falling in love at first sight! She couldn't even handle them. Dylan ladled a bowl of rice for her, pushed it in front of her and said slowly, "But I have also said, it was your request. I will promise you as long as I can do."

Well, she didn't force the capitalist to promise her anything.

Cassie smiled against her will.

Looking at the dishes cooked by Dylan, she decided to turn anger into appetite. Humph! Although she was angry, she couldn't treat herself shabbily. She wolfed down the food cooked by Dylan. Since Dylan didn't eat much, he drank some wax gourd and meatball soup and went upstairs to work.

Different from the intimacy when they were live streaming, the two people at the table didn't talk all the time.

She had a good appetite.

When she was full, she patted her belly. Sure enough. In the world, only delicious food could heal people. After she was full, she sat for a while happily, even forgetting that Dylan had just mocked her. After having dinner quietly, Cassie went back to her room. Cheryl knocked on the door and asked, "Cassie, can I come in?"

Cassie just finished taking a shower, she put on her pajamas, wrapped in a wet towel, and was taking skin care products on her face. "Well, come in."

Cheryl walked in, opened the schedule and said to Cassie, "You need to go to Mrs. Carla's birthday party tomorrow evening."

"Will I attend it alone?"

Cheryl nodded her head, "Yes. Mrs. Pearl is old and doesn't want to go to such an occasion, so you have to go."

Cassie felt a little diffident. After all, it was a strange place. And she didn't have acquaintance to go with her. Although she was careless, it was her first time to attend such kind of party. Unconsciously, Cassie asked Cheryl, "Won't Dylan go with me?"

The moment Dylan came out of the bathroom, he heard it and stopped.

"My schedule is full tomorrow. I'm don't have time."

A familiar voice sounded in Cassie's ear again. She turned to look at Dylan with a long face. "Are you sure you want me to go there alone? Aren't you afraid that I will embarrass you?" Sure Dylan had thought of it, he sat on the bed and said, "So. I will ask Cheryl to follow you.

Then he lifted the quilt and lay down.

Cassie turned to wink at Cheryl and said pitifully, "... Cheryl my sweetheart. "00