“L City’s?”


    Vivian Mond’s eyes lit up with some curiosity.


    It felt extraordinarily intimate to meet an old friend in a different ce.


    “Yes. Let’s go eat first, and you’ll seeter.” Aidan Sabastian yed it safe.


    When she came downstairs, Destiny and Houghton were already sitting in the dining room waiting for her.


    When they saw Vivian Mond walking over, the two smiled at her with extraordinarily gentle smiles.


    It is probably because they have a guilty conscience towards Vivian Mond, so their attitude is getting better and better, and even a little ttering.


    Houghton has always been serious in Vivian Mond’s mind, but now that he has a vague feeling of caution towards her, his heart is quite unpleasant.? N?velDrama.Org - All rights reserved.


    “Come on,e and eat, let’s see if the food is to your liking.”


    Houghton waved toward her and pointed to the breakfast on the table.


    She walked over and looked at the table with dumplings, egg spread pancakes, siu mai, hot dry noodles, hoisin soup, skinny pork proper, a hearty breakfast, all L City breakfast specialties.


    The mere smell of the food made Vivian Mond swallow her saliva.


    “Smells good.”


    She said, sat down, picked up chopsticks and picked up a soup dumpling, bit into the thin skin and sucked the soup inside, the thick soup was rich and fresh, very delicious.


    “It’s quite delicious.”


    Vivian Mond muttered, chewing carefully, thinking: not only does it taste delicious, it even has some familiar taste.


    “You can try the others.”


    Destiny pointed to the other breakfast items and looked at her with an expectant look.


    “Good.”


    Vivian Mond swallowed the soup dumpling, then moved the bowl of skinny pork congee in front of her, took a spoon and scooped it up, blew the hot air and took a bite.


    Just one bite, she tasted the taste, could not help but be stunned, slightly drooping eyes shed a faint light.


    Seeing her brow furrowed and her expression stiffened, several people on the side stared at her in unison, “What’s wrong, it’s not good?”


    “Sister Vivian, if it’s not delicious, let grandpa give you a new chef.”


    Aidan Sabastian suggested.


    Destiny sighed, “Local cooks in L City are not very easy to find.”


    Houghton just sighed helplessly, despondent.


    “It’s quite tasty, it tastes good.” Vivian Mond took another spoon and scooped up a spoonful of porridge, chewing and swallowing slowly.


    In a short while, the bowl of congee was at the bottom.


    She burped with fullness.


    “It’s hard for you guys to go through the trouble of finding me a cook.” Vivian Mond nced up at Houghton.


    It was clear that she was still her, but the distance in her words was like a dagger embedded in Houghton’s heart, causing him a slight pain.


    It seems that aftering to the Hidden Tribe, her face no longer has the bright smile it used to have, and her eyes have lost their former luster and be dull.


    “As long as you like it.”


    Houghton sighed, moved his gaze away from locking eyes with Vivian Mond and instructed Aidan Sabastian, “Go get the cook.”


    “Yes, Grandpa.”


    Aidan Sabastian got up and walked out of the living room.


    Within a few moments, he walked in with a man.


    The man was tall, wearing a blue and white horizontal striped shirt, wide pants, and a pair of old-fashioned green overshoes, the type of shoe stylemonly found on construction sites.


    His ck hair drooping on the head, dark skin, double eyelids, brown pupils, and arge mole on the chin.


    When he walks, he slumps his shoulders and gives off a very unsure feeling.


    Vivian Mond looked over, the first feeling …


    “Where did you find such an honest and simple person? Did Aidan Sabastian say he was from L City? Can you understand the Cryptguage?”