Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Adrian Zhekova narrowed his displeased eyes: “Do I really need to ask for it myself? You deliver meals to our company, don’t you know to bring one for

Cindy Clarke was stunned.

She wasn’t planning to see him, right?

“You’re the busy CEO of Pingla Group. What if you’re not in the company? What if you’re out for socializing? Or what if…you’ve already ordered something?” Cindy explained.

Adrian Zhekova took out his mobile phone: “We added each other on Whatsapp, right?”

“Yes.” Cindy nodded obediently.

“Why didn’t you ask me first? Since you Imew you were coming, you could’ve asked if I had eaten already, and if not, bring one for me.” Adrian Zhekova said discontentedly.

“I’m sorry.” Cindy felt like she had indeed made a mistake and lowered her head to apologize.

However, she had intended to deliver the meals and leave without letting him know.

But unexpectedly, they ran into each other.

And even more unexpected, Adrian Zhekova actively came to find her.

“Is there any more?” Adrian Zhekova asked again.

“What?” Cindy didn’t quite catch it.

Adrian Zhekova tilted his chin toward her bag, “Lunch.”

“I made it according to the ordered quantity.” Cindy said guiltily, “But…l do have one for myself.”

“Is it the same as what they ordered? I don’t eat what everyone else does.” Adrian Zhekova said stubbornly.

“It’s different!” Cindy quickly said, “The ingredients are the same, but the cooking method is slightly different. And I tried something new, I don’t know if it’s good or not. So I planned to taste it myself first.”

Adrian Zhekova reached out: “Then give it to me. I’ll help you taste it.”

Cindy took out her cooked beef rolls from the bag, hesitated and said: “This is a bit too simple, it’s just for filling my own stomach and not exquisite.”

“You’re just making do with it for yourself?” Adrian Zhekova frowned and asked.

“Not exactly making do. It’s just not as nice-looking. When I eat it myself, I mainly want to taste the flavor. If it’s good, I can make it for customers next time, but I’ll be more careful with the presentation.” Cindy explained.

“Give it to me.” Adrian Zhekova said, “I have a lunch meeting later, and I originally planned to have a simple bento anyway.”

Cindy thought about it and felt that this wrap was quite suitable for eating while having a meeting, as it is more convenient.

So she had no choice but to hand over her own lunch to Adrian Zhekova and reminded him, “You just need to taste if the wrap is good or not. This time I

made the wrap with a new flavor, and I want to know if it matches the filling.”

“If the flavors don’t match, even if the wrap is delicious, it won’t work.” Cindy instructed.

With that, she really didn’t treat him like an outsider anymore.

Adrian Zhekova’s mouth twitched slightly: “Alright.”

“Was the snack you took home yesterday good?” Cindy asked.

“Delicious.” Adrian Zhekova nodded.

“Do you like sweet treats?” Cindy looked at him with bright eyes.

“It’s not that I don’t like them, it’s just that I have high requirements.” Adrian Zhekova said.

Actually, he didn’t really have a sweet tooth.

But in front of Cindy, he couldn’t say it definitively, right?

What if Cindy made some?

As expected, Cindy excitedly took out a small box: “This is a Snowflake Crisp I just made, give it a try and see if it tastes good. If there’s anything wrong with it, just let me know and I’ll improve it.”

Adrian Zhekova nodded and accepted.

Not far away, Sheldon Rowland and the executives saw Adrian Zhekova, with a box in his left hand and a box in his right hand, looking quite different from his normally sleek-suited appearance..