Chapter 221: Chapter 221: Don’t Think About My Sister-in-Law
The sight made Joanna Ramsey laugh even more joyfully, "Coward."
Victor Bennett glared at her, body unmoving, but suddenly kicked the leg under the table.
Then Mason Bennett slowly lifted his head, gazing at him with a cold and cryptic look.
Victor, frightened, quickly buried his face in his bowl, not daring to speak again.
Seeing this, Joanna couldn’t help but laugh heartily, ignoring any fear of Mason.
Mason looked at the two, then suddenly leaned closer to Bella Green, his warm breath brushing past her ear.
"Don’t you think they make a good match?"
The ticklish sensation made Bella tremble slightly, instinctively pulling away a bit, shooting a glance at Joanna and Victor without saying a word.
"So, stop thinking about my sister-in-law," the man spoke again.
Upon hearing this, Bella whipped her head around, looking angrily at the man beside her.
Mason, seeing her huffily angry expression, smirked slightly, sat up straight, put down his chopsticks, and leaned back on his chair.
Bella noticed this, furrowed her brows, and looked at the bowl in front of him. It seemed the rice hadn’t been touched.
"You’re not eating?"
Mason replied with a soft "Hmm."
Bella’s brows knitted tighter; didn’t this guy eat anything at all?
Moreover, isn’t he supposed to have a stomach issue?
Glancing at the table full of dishes, Bella remembered that last time he seemed to enjoy battling with her over red-braised pork. He must love it, right?
Thinking of this, she picked up Mason’s bowl, quickly grabbed some red-braised pork, poured a bit of sauce over it, mixed it, and placed it in front of him.
"It’s really tasty like this," Bella said.
Mason looked at the rice in front of him drenched in sauce, slightly stunned, then frowned a bit disdainfully.
Across the table, Victor Bennett stared wide-eyed at the bowl, then looked at Bella with a pitying gaze.
Tsk, she looks pretty clever, so why is she doing something so reckless?
Using his spoon to mix rice for his brother?
And with such greasy pork?
Victor, who had just received a telling-off, suddenly had his eyes lit up, watching Mason with an excited and eager expression.
Unleash, Great Demon King!
Go ahead, let loose, give this kid a good lesson, no need to hold back!!
Yet, the next second, the man indeed moved, and Victor tensed up excitedly, his eyes shining brightly.
Under his expectant gaze, the man slowly lifted his hand, picked up the bowl in front of him, used the chopsticks, and... started eating?
Victor Bennett: "(ΩДΩ)?"
What’s going on here, where’s the expected eruption? Where’s the expected lecture?
And his brother actually... ate that greasy pork?
Victor was instantly petrified, then turned to Bella, incredulously speechless.
What is going on?
Isn’t his brother only supposed to eat some bland, medicinal foods, and only a few bites at that?
Who is this in front of him, eating this red-braised pork rice so deliciously? Who? Who?
"It’s good, isn’t it?" Bella said proudly upon seeing this.
Red-braised pork eaten this way is simply the world’s delicacy.
Mason looked at her, his expression softening a bit, and gave a light "Hmm."
Victor Bennett: "..."
A moment later, he picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of meat, smiling broadly, and obsequiously extended the chopsticks over.
"Bro, have some more."
However, before he could put it in the bowl, the man’s cold and fierce gaze scared him, making his hand tremble, and the red-braised pork plopped onto the table.
Such a terrifying gaze, such a sharp aura, still the familiar formula, still the familiar taste.
No doubt, it is indeed his brother...