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Chapter 156 Does It Look Like Pork to You?
Chapter 156 Does It Look Like Pork to You?
Lily feels something is wrong after saying that and subconsciously turns around.
Louis Smith is holding a steaming cup of coffee, raising his eyebrows, calmly looking at her in his
wheelchair.
“The, the door…” Lily wants to say that the door was unlocked, but she realizes she has the keycard in
her hand. She feels embarrassed, “Fine, I swiped my card to get in.”
Louis laughs and asks expressionlessly again, “Didn’t you say you hired a maid for me?”
“The maids didn’t have much training at the agency, I’m afraid that they can’t take good care of you,
President Smith.” Lily lifts up the ingredients she had bought and the two roses.
“Oh, by the way, your ‘one million six hundred thousand’…oops, I mean roses.” She quickly corrects
herself, “The place we live in is too small, Little Fairy asked me to return two to you, President Smith.”
“They’re just roses, no need to return them.”
Louis says casually, doesn’t seem to care. However, Lily feels speechless after hearing that.
These aren’t fucking rose, they’re walking money!
But, Lily doesn’t have the guts to tell a multibillionaire that raising this kind of rose is such a waste of
money. She goes straight into the kitchen to prepare breakfast, at the same time saying, “President
Smith, don’t drink coffee before having breakfast, drink congee later.”
“…”
Louis looks at the coffee in his hand. He then silently puts it down. This is the first time for him to obey
other’s order. From far away, he smells the odor of some kind of ingredient, he then pushes his
wheelchair towards it.
When he sees Lily handling some intestinal stuff, his face becomes tense.
“What’s this?”
“This is pig intestine!” Lily doesn’t look back, therefore she can’t see the change in Louis’ face, “I went
to the market in the morning and bought it, it’s very fresh, I’ll make pig’s offal congee later.”
Louis takes a deep breath, “Didn’t I tell you, I don’t eat pork.”
“It's not pork; it's pig intestine.” Lily retorts back and even shows him the pig intestine, “Does it look like
pork to you?”
“Miss Lily; it's part of a pig.” Louis backs up his wheelchair a bit, and says with a trace of disdain in his
tone.
Lily is annoyed too.
She must be out of her mind to consider moving in to take care of Louis.
He’s too fucking picky. Does he eat delicacies every day for his whole life? Isn’t he tired of it?
Plop! Lily dumps the pig intestine into the kitchen sink. Surprisingly, this time, she dares to straighten
up her body and says to Louis, “President Smith, so do you want to eat? If you don’t want to eat, I’ll
order food delivery, so I can save my time!”
Louis lifts his eyelids, and stares at her. While being stared, Lily is a bit frightened.
Oh no, Uncle Smith won’t get mad, will he?
Just as Lily wants to unwillingly apologize first, Louis turns his wheelchair around and leaves the
kitchen.
Lily touches her chest with one hand and sighs in relief.
Louis needs nutrition the most now; therefore all the ingredients Lily bought in the market are very
fresh. She even called Daisy last night to ask for some nutritious recipe.
Lily handles the ingredients and puts them into the refrigerator. When she sees the congee boiling in
the casserole, she pours in the marinated pig offal. She then stirs it a few times with long chopsticks,
turns off the heat, and sprinkles some green onions.
The aroma of the pig’s offal congee overflows.
Lily carries the casserole to the table while wearing insulated gloves. She sees Louis reading the
newspaper so she calls him.
“President Smith, time to eat breakfast.”
Louis pushes his wheelchair slowly to the dining area, staring at the bowl of congee Lily serves.
But he doesn’t move his spoon for a long while.
Although he doesn’t eat delicacies every day, his usual meals are all exquisite. The maids also don’t
dare to disobey him. Only Lily dares to challenge his limits with these kinds of food again and again.
The time when she made pork pie, she lied to him that it was beef pie. Now, it’s pig’s offal.
But he puts up with it all.
Louis turns his head and sees Lily eating with a face full of enjoyment without a trace of reluctance on
her face. He also stops restraining himself.
An ordinary congee is tasteless, but when cooked with the marinated offal, it takes on a fresh taste.
Eating the hot congee feels warming and tasty.
“Not bad.” Louis raises his eyebrows. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
It’s his first time eating this kind of congee, and it tastes better than he thought. Moreover, Lily is a good
cook.
Lily smiles proudly after receiving the compliment, “Of course, I practiced for…”
Halfway through, she suddenly realizes, what’s the point of saying this, what if President Smith thinks
she’s trying to get sympathy? She quickly shuts up and continues eating the congee.
Louis asks confusedly, “Practice what?”
“It’s nothing. Hurry up and eat, President Smith. The congee won’t taste good when it’s cold.”
Louis, with a pair of sharp eyes, sees a few red bubbles on her middle finger. He grabs her hand for a
closer look. The red bubbles are a bit swollen; and it seems to be caused by scalds.
When he relates to Lily’s hesitated words just now, he feels heartache.
Did she practice at home for a long time to try and make delicious pig’s offal congee, but accidentally
burned her hand?
As Lily’s hand is suddenly grabbed by Louis, his palm’s temperature makes Lily’s face flushes. Luckily,
the phone on the table rings, breaking the awkward atmosphere in time.
“Pre, President Smith, I’ll take a call!” Lily pulls out her hand, takes her phone, and gets up in a hurry.
It’s Meghan Grant calling.
Several executives want to discuss with Lily regarding the sale of some of the Smith Group’s
properties. They also want to discuss about the branch office. They hope Lily can make time and go to
the office right away.
Lily looks towards the dining area.
Louis Smith looks extremely lonely to her; she doesn’t want him to be alone in the villa. Besides, the
ingredients in the fridge will be wasted if no one eats them today.
Lily clenches her teeth and says to Meghan, “I’m busy; I can’t go to the office. Let’s have a video
conference.”
“The executives say it would be better to have a meeting with you in person, some things are hard to
discuss clearly through a video conference.”
They want her to go to the office no matter what.
Lily thinks for a while, and then returns to the dining area and asks Louis, “President Smith, several
executives are looking for me, can I ask them to come here directly for a meeting? If can’t…”
“Yes.” Louis doesn’t refuse, “There’s a soundproof conference room upstairs.”
Lily feels touched, “President Smith, you’re so kind.”
“You’re overthinking it.” Louis says slowly, “I’m just afraid that you won’t be back at noon to cook for
me.”
“…”
At ten o’clock, Meghan arrives at the villa with a few executives.
This place is Louis’ private residence. No one in the company knows where it is except Meghan. The
executives think it is where Lily lives.
Lily takes the executives into the conference room. Then, the conference room’s door is closed tightly
for the rest of the morning.
This morning, Louis doesn’t come out from his bedroom frequently. After he ends the call with Daniel
Lou, he turns off his laptop. He notices it’s already half-past twelve, but Lily hasn’t called him for lunch.
Louis pushes his wheelchair out and meets Meghan, who has just returned.
“President Smith.”
Louis nods and sees Meghan’s hands full of things; he can also smell the fragrance of food. He asks,
“The meeting hasn’t finished by now?”
“Yes, President Lily has a lot of things to discuss with the executives; one of them is about the branch
office.” Meghan replies, “I was worried that they will be hungry, so I went out to buy lunch, would you
like to join us?”
“No, you guys eat.”