"Have you had dinner in the evening? I've stewed pork chops soup. Would you like to present a bowl to you?"
Allen Peterson shook his head: "No, I have had dinner tonight."
He didn't cheat Wu Zixia. In the evening, he did eat in the Chu family.
But now it was eleven o'clock at night, and he was already hungry. If he hadn't tried to alienate Wu Zixia, he really wanted to drink a bowl.
Wu Zixia was also not discouraged: "The water has been burned, and the bed has been made by me. It's getting late. You can have a rest earlier!"
Then she turned and walked to his room.
Looking at Wu Zixia's back, Allen Peterson sighed in his heart. This woman is really suitable for being a wife. He can feel this heart, if nothing else.
Just then, he received a call from Ava Smith.
"Allen Peterson, where are you now? I want to give you a surprise."
Allen Peterson was stunned, and some bad ideas suddenly came into his mind: "You won't come to the provincial capital, will you?"