Chapter 1772


    Jazzplimented Essa''s mother on her cooking. He said both the color and vor of the dishes were great and that she could be the chef of a top-


    notch restaurant. In the end, he turned to Essa and asked, "How''s your cooking? Have you inherited any of Mrs. Reese''s expertise?"


    Suddenly, Jazz threw a question at Essa, and she was startled. She choked and started coughing.


    Seeing Essa choking, her mother hurriedly leaned forward and patted her back, trying to smooth her breath. "You''re such a grownup girl now. How


    careless you are to have choked yourself!"


    Essa didn''t respond. How could she


    anticipate that the two had been talking to each other abscrbedly a second ago, but all of a sudden, Jazz changed the subject to her?


    "Just 50 80."


    "I wish I had the honor to try your cooking someday." Jazz raised an eyebrow.


    Essa cursed secretly in her mind, "You wish!" But she didn''t show any of that on her face. She had a dry smile.


    "To be honest, Essa is a bitzy. But she''s got some of my expertise in cooking. She cooks very well. When you have time,e to our home again,


    and Essa will cock for you." The mother was all smiling the whole time.


    The mother had some ideas in her mind. She thought this guy was good in character and sessful in his career.


    And now Essa was also single. If the two could make a couple, that would be perfect.


    "Mom, don''t bluff. You tell terrible lies. I''m an awful cook. Scarcely anyone has an appetite for my cooking."


    "That''s fine. Mrs. Reese is such a good cook. You can learn from her. I''ll check your cooking next time."


    Checking her cooking? Who the hell did he think he was! Although he had lent her a million dors in her time of need. But there was no reason for


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    "I think it''s a good idea. I could teach her." Essa’s motherughed lightly.


    It was gettingte, and Jazz wasn''t going to stay any longer. He got up and prepared to leave.


    Essa was drinking her soup at the moment. She didn''t even look up, let alone walk him out.


    Her mother nudged her shoulder and suggested, "Why don''t you walk Jazz out?"


    Without her mother’s reminder, Essa knew she should have the decency to walk him out.


    Essa walked behind Jazz, and the


    two headed out of the room. Jazz''s


    car wag parked in the parking lot.


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    Jazz pausgd in his tracks. Before he


    could say-something, he saw Essa


    had walked several steps back.”


    "Sorry, I''m a little tired. I Il justsay


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    Then she ran away like a rabbit. No, she ran faster than a rabbit, as if she was


    frightened


    Jazz curled his lips, his arms were crossed on his chest, and he watched her with interest. He felt it so funny.


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    footstepsrthe mother turned around


    and saw Essa get back. Her brows


    furrowed, she asked, "Why are you


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    "To the stairway.” Essa poured herself a ss of warm water and sipped it.


    "How could you just walk him to the stairway?" The mother''s voice sank. She was displeased.


    "He knows the way. He''s a grown man.


    Why does he need me to walk him out?” Essa thought her mother’s idea was ridiculous.