"But if he goes to the restaurant and then comes here, it’ll take an hour or two, right?" Bella Green mumbled.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she changed her tune: "He can also bring it over, and after eating, he can drop me home directly."
Mason Bennett, who was making a call, turned his eyes to her with a mysterious look, pursed his lips without speaking, and hung up the phone he was on.
"Elliot Morris’s phone is off, you should cook."
Bella Green: "..." Is it really that coincidental?
"Or should you try calling again?" Bella Green frowned.
Upon hearing that, Mason Bennett said nothing, gazing at her with an indifferent expression.
Seeing the cold gaze of the man, Bella Green suddenly stood up and headed for the kitchen.
"Never mind, I’ll just go cook first."
Watching the young man head towards the kitchen, Mason Bennett rubbed his temples helplessly, then got up and followed.
Bella Green looked at the fresh ingredients in the fridge, rubbing her palms together, somewhat eager to try.
"What do you want to eat?"
Looking at the chicken, duck, fish, and meat in the fridge, Mason Bennett pursed his lips, taking a long time to say nothing.
After not hearing an answer for a long time, Bella Green turned her head, looking at him puzzled: "What’s up?"
After a while, Mason Bennett sighed, walked over: "What do you want to eat?"
Bella Green was slightly stunned: "Can you cook?"
Mason Bennett bypassed her, directly took out a piece of pork belly and a portion of ribs, and walked to the kitchen counter.
Bella Green stared with wide eyes, following him: "Mason Bennett, when did you learn to cook?"
She had never seen this man in the kitchen before!!
"Do you think we can count on you to eat tonight?"
The slightly helpless tone made Bella Green’s face turn dramatically dark.
"Why not? The porridge I made last time was pretty good, right?"
Her sweet confidence gave Mason Bennett a headache.
That last attempt at making porridge had already turned his kitchen into chaos; he’s worried Bella Green might blow up the whole villa if she cooked!
"Sit quietly at the side."
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At the same time, she was curious that this man was actually cooking.
Then she saw the man neatly arranging the ingredients, taking out his phone, fiddling with it for a while, then putting it aside.
Hearing the sound coming from the phone, Bella Green was slightly stunned, then looked at him in surprise.
"You’re... learning on the fly?"
The man gave her a faint glance, then continued his work, following the tutorial from the video on his phone.
Watching the man’s slender, strong hands methodically but neatly busy themselves, Bella Green was dumbfounded.
If it weren’t for the occasional glance at his phone, Bella Green would have thought he was a seasoned home cook!
Looking at that spotlessly clean kitchen counter, she suddenly thought of the disastrous state of her kitchen after she had made porridge last time, and her cheeks turned red.
Watching the man’s sharp movements, Bella couldn’t help but start nit-picking mode.
"By the way, isn’t your meat cut too big? And hey, aren’t you supposed to blanch those ribs? Why are you throwing away the heart of the vegetables..."
The loud sound of the knife forcefully hitting the chopping board almost made Bella Green fall off the high stool.
With a trembling heart, she looked at Mason Bennett holding a knife, somberly staring at her.
Bella Green was stunned for only a second, then immediately beamed with a flowery smile.
"Haha, by the way, are you making braised pork? The meat is so nicely marbled, cut to the perfect size, absolutely perfect. I have faith in you!"