“Oh.”


    Philip Dixon did not care much, smelled a puff of fragrance, was immediately distracted, “You cooked, so fragrant?”


    “It’s Mr. Morris, having the meal delivered from the Yipinju.”


    “Yipinju? Tsk tsk … Second brother is really heartless. I haven’t seen him send me any food from the First ss Residence.”


    Seeing Philip Dixon say this, Sophie had to politely ask, “The food sent is quite a lot, I can’t finish it alone, why don’t … Young Master Dixon stay and eat some together?”


    “Sure. I’m starving.”


    Philip Dixon did not hesitate.All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Sophie: “…”


    I’m just being polite, you rich people are so nonchnt.


    The first thing I did was to take Philip Dixon to the restaurant and prepare a pair of dishes for him and put them in front of him.


    Philip Dixon took the chopsticks and was ready to eat when Sophie immediately said, “Young Master Dixon, you … haven’t washed your hands yet.”


    Philip Dixon, who was used to doing things his own way, suddenly froze and raised his eyes to look at Sophie.


    Two people four eyes facing each other, Sophie home dress, in the background of this warm small home, the atmosphere is extraordinarily beautiful.


    Philip Dixon has not felt the feeling.


    It’s as if the emptiness of years, in this moment inexplicably filled up, instantly let him feel full.


    It is probably a muddle for so many years, only at this time he felt the taste of home.


    Instead of in therge vi, he sat with his family in the dining room, silent meal, the maid on the side of the dishes.


    The cold atmosphere, withoutughter, adds to the worry.


    “Good. Where is the bathroom?”


    “There.” Sophie pointed in the direction of the bathroom.


    Philip Dixon went into the bathroom, washed his hands, and when he came out, he noticed theyout of Sophie’s apartment.


    The small living room was well-kept, and a bouquet of flowers, white roses, was kept on the table.


    What a coincidence, that was exactly the flower he liked.


    “You like roses?” Philip Dixon asked Sophie, lifting his chin and indicating the flowers on the low table in the living room.


    “Yes. White roses, pure love.”


    She said with a smile.


    At that, Philip Dixon had a glint in his eyes.


    What a coincidence.


    The two sat at the table and ate quietly.


    Although they often see each other, the first time they sat down to eat together, it was Sophie’s home, which made Sophie a little restrained.


    She chewed her food slowly, and to ease the awkwardness, she looked for topics to talk to Philip Dixon.


    The conversation is full of admiration for Philip Dixon.


    Of course, Philip Dixon, in addition to phndering, really has a lot of advantages.


    A man who is capable, easy-going and full of humor always gives people an inexplicable good feeling.


    Knock, knock, knock…


    Suddenly, there was a knock on the living room door.


    Sophie put down her chopsticks, “I’ll go open the door.”


    Mandy had also contacted her at that moment, Sophie instinctively thought it was Mandy who came over.


    After all, half an hour had passed, and Mandy should have arrived.


    When she pulled open the door, the person standing at the door was a woman with light makeup, long ck hair hanging down and wearing a ck navy hat.


    She was wearing a ck waistless short shirt and ck loose cks, with a thick gold chain hanging down the side of the short shirt, buckled on the waist of the pants, and matching sneakers.


    An outfit that set off her skin white and red, her slim waist not a hair out of ce, and a visible waistline.


    “You’re Sophie, right? Introduce myself, my name is Larissa,” Larissa said while walking towards the living room.