Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Mila glanced at the ginger in his bowl and smiled slyly. “Eating ginger to ward off the cold energy. It’s good for your health.”
Chaucer smirked. He then put some coriander and stir-fried shredded meat in her bowl. “Enjoy.”
Mila never ate coriander. Chaucer probably noticed she had deliberately avoided coriander, so he put some in her bowl on purpose.
This man was really vengeful! He was too detestable!
Mila glared at him and turned around to ignore him.
The meal lasted for nearly three hours before the elders of the two families left in their respective cars.
Simon and Jen actually didn’t want Chaucer to lie about how rich his family really was, but Chaucer had insisted, so they complied. They only drove a less-expensive car and wore ordinary clothes.
After all, today was the first time the parents met. If they exposed themselves on such an occasion, it might upset Mila’s parents. Since it was Chaucer’s own choice, he could only resolve it himself. If they acted rashly, it would probably backfire.
On the way home, Chaucer suddenly said, “Mila, be careful with that bracelet. Don’t break it.”
“This bracelet looks very expensive. I can’t walk around with it. I’ll put it away when I get home.” Although Mila didn’t know much about jade, she knew from the emerald color that this bracelet was expensive.
“I don’t know if it’s expensive, but this bracelet was passed down from one generation to the next. The jewelry worn by the mistresses of the Chapman family has a meaning of inheritance.”
“Then I have to keep it well!” Mila immediately protected the jade bracelet as if she was facing a great enemy.
Chaucer nodded and didn’t speak again.
It was very quiet in the car. Mila looked out of the window and was lost in the colorful night and the lively crowd.
“Chaucer, wait a minute. Can you stop the car? I want to buy something.”
When Mila suddenly spoke, Chaucer didn’t ask further. He slowed down and found a parking spot nearby.
As soon as the car stopped, Mila pushed open the door and went straight across the road. After a while, she ran back with a few bags.
As soon as Mila got into the car, she rolled down the window, but Chaucer still smelled an indescribable smell.
“Mira, what the hell did you buy? It smells so bad!”
Chaucer complained. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. He even wanted to abandon the car.
“Stinky tofu and spicy crayfish! Stinky tofu is delicious. As long as you eat it once, you’ll definitely fall in love with it.”
“I definitely won’t like it!”
Chaucer couldn’t understand why anyone would like to eat such things.
Seeing his frown and look of disdain, Mila said in resignation, “If you really can’t take it, I’ll take a taxi back myself.”
“Forget it, I’m afraid you’ll be chased out of the car by the taxi driver!”
Chaucer drove with a dark expression and opened the car window to the maximum. The wind blew at Mila’s hair, but she lowered her head and didn’t dare to make a sound.
After the car stopped, Mila quickly got out of the car and shouted, “Chaucer, I’m going up!”
When Chaucer pushed open the door, a strong smell assaulted his nose, making his eyes water.
“Mila, isn’t the food at the Imperial Hotel delicious? Why can you eat such stinky food?”
At dinner, the two of them sat together. Chaucer watched as she ate from beginning to end. It had only been half an hour, but she could still eat. She was so thin. Where had all the food gone?
“I’m full, but I can eat some crayfish and stinky tofu. These things don’t take up my stomach!”
Mila sat at the dining table and ate crayfish and stinky tofu happily.
“Open the window to let out the smell after you’re done.” Chaucer went back to the bedroom in resignation.
…
After their parents met, Mila felt she had solved a big problem. For the next few days, she just cooked at home and exercised. Occasionally, she would ask Elaine out to shop.
Meanwhile, Laila had been helping her look for a suitable role. Nothing was confirmed yet because Mila wasn’t famous. Laila’s resources were all for popular celebrities.
Laila racked her brains and finally found a suitable role for Mila. She had already done what she could. Whether Mila could join the crew, in the end, would depend on herself.
Mila was watering the flowers on the balcony when she heard her phone ring. She immediately picked it up. “Hello, Laila.”
“Mila, I’ll send you a script later. Take a closer look and think about how to act. I’ve read the script. It’s really good. Although it’s only a supporting role, it’s a great character. If you do it right, your popularity will definitely increase. It’ll be much easier for you to take on roles in the future.”
“Okay. Thank you, Laila,” Mila replied happily. A supporting role was already great news for her. Previously, the agent had only let her play villains who would die in one or two episodes.