All of Isabella Weaver's guilt vanished into thin air.
Eat, eat, eat! Let him eat himself to death!
How on earth did she just find this man pure and kind?
Hallucination!
Alexander Parker lamented about how plain the instant noodles were, but he still finished them all, wiped his mouth with Isabella Weaver's sleeve, and said, "Cousin, I'm not full."
Isabella Weaver only hated that she didn't have the combat skills of Harry Hunter; otherwise, she'd knock Alexander Parker out and send him back to the Parker Family.
She could only give in: "What else do you want to eat?"
"Chicken feet!"
In the middle of the night, where was she supposed to find chicken feet for him?
Isabella Weaver suddenly thought of an idea: "Cousin, why don't you buy some chicks, raise them at home, and when they grow up, eat the ones you like? Wouldn't that solve the chicken feet issue?"
