Leo had already set the delicious dishes on the table, and the meal was particularly plentiful.
When Holly and Rose arrived at the dining room, Leo had already served the rice, looking just like a "devoted husband and loving father."
"The flavors are pretty good, it seems my plan to mooch off meals here is going well."
It's undeniable that Leo's cooking skills are improving every day, the taste of the dishes is indeed much better than it was before, and Rose could tell just by smelling them.
"Auntie hasn't eaten yet."
Leo pursed his lips, speaking a bit bashfully.
Rose: "My nose is sensitive."
Maybe it's because they're mother and daughter, both have very keen senses of smell, especially when it comes to food.
"Hey, by the way, don't call me Auntie from now on."
Rose sat down and picked up her chopsticks, speaking casually and calmly.
Leo was slightly taken aback, glancing up at Rose, confusion flickering in his eyes.
"From now on, just call me Mom."
