While she may not necessarily be a cooking enthusiast, she still felt inexplicably happy when someone praised her for her delicious food.
Only then did Charlotte realize that he looked as submissive as a kitten when eating noodles.
Justin quickly finished his noodles. Seeing him look like he was still hungry, Charlotte automatically smiled and served him the remaining noodles.
Just as Charlotte was about to say something, there was a sudden knock at the door.
The timing of the knock was inconvenient.
Charlotte frowned involuntarily, unable to recall who would visit her.
Charlotte said to the man in front of her and then swiftly turned to answer the door.
Upon opening the door, she realized it was Jordan standing outside.
He was standing at the door, holding a bunch of bags with a smile on his face, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Sis, look what I brought you."
Charlotte paused for a moment, looked at Jordan in front of her, and couldn’t help but smile, her eyes filled with amusement.
"What have you bought this time?"
Just as Charlotte was about to take what was in Jordan’s hand, Jordan side-stepped her and ran excitedly into the house.
"Eh? Where are the kids..."
Just as Jordan finished his sentence, he saw Justin sitting there, slurping his noodles.
Without his usual stern facade, Justin before his eyes appeared more tender and homely.
After drinking a mouthful of soup, Justin raised his eyes to see Jordan in front of him. His expression froze momentarily, and then he casually finished the last noodle, stood up, and elegantly rolled up his sleeves, with his well-defined hands soaking in the soap suds.
The smile on Jordan’s face faltered a bit, and he placed the things in his hands on the living room floor, scrutinizing Justin.
When Charlotte closed the door and walked into the kitchen, she saw the scene between Jordan and Justin.
"Jordan?" Charlotte lightly patted Jordan, who seemed to be stuck in a trance, on his shoulder, and began to speak softly.
"Sis, are you back together with him?"
Jordan finally regained his senses, hastily leaning towards Charlotte to whisper in her ear. Charlotte’s cheeks flushed, adding a hint of shyness to her expression.
She casually waved her hand, and tried to keep her voice low.
"What nonsense are you going on about? If you’re not busy, you can go home."
"Come on, sis, I finally came here to see you, and you’re asking me to leave?"
Jordan draped his arm over Charlotte’s shoulder fondly. Justin turned his head and saw this scene, his eyes suddenly darkening.
He narrowed his eyes, hands in his pockets, baring his tanned skin to the air as he rolled up his sleeves, projecting an unintentional charm. His eyes deepened as he watched Charlotte, his expression unfathomable.
Jordan raised an eyebrow at Justin in front of him and began to speak indifferently.
"Why does the ever-busy Mr. Battleson have time to come here today? Do you have any pressing matters?"
Jordan smirked teasingly, his gaze wandering between Charlotte and Justin, full of insinuation.
Justin, however, did not respond, merely watching Charlotte quietly.
Without batting an eyelid, Charlotte swatted away Jordan’s arm on her shoulder and spoke quietly.
"He came to see the children."
"To see the children?"
Jordan deliberately lengthened his tone and laughed meaningfully. The teasing nature of his amusement made Charlotte feel a bit awkward for a moment.