"Woah, Aunt Susan, you're amazing. That means well get to eat both Kurt's and your cooking in the future!"

"What's the matter? Are you losing interest in my food after eating my cooking for so long?" a certain someone grumbled.

The girl quickly consoled, "Of course not. How can I possibly do that? My Kurt's cooking is the tastiest of all. Come on, let's go wash up now.

She was getting more and more shameless in flaunting her relationship.

Even Susan's face was red as she watched them.

Soon, Ian and Sigrun came out as well. Sigrun was equally delighted to see the scrumptious meal.

"Oh my god, Ms. Susan, you're amazing! You've actually made so much delicious food!"

"It's nothing. They're just normal homecooked dishes." Susan quickly shook her head humbly.

However, just as she said that, the girl named Sigrun began studying the breakfast spread.

"I think Ian will like the sandwich and milk. I'll get some condensed milk for you."

With that said, she went to the refrigerator for the condensed milk.

When Susan noticed that, she took out the pot of oatmeal she had prepared earlier from the kitchen and put it in front of Ian.

"He doesn't eat that. He prefers oatmeal. Come, Ian, eat up. These are your favorites. I've even made a plate full of steamed buns for you."

Susan then smiled as she served the dishes.

Sigrun, who was In front of the refrigerator, froze. Then, she turned to look at the two of them.

he saw the food. He

were at the University of Pollerton. You'd even have a few bowls of it every time I

fell silent, and so did

the room upstairs, lowered their heads and looked at

noticed that he stopped after a few bites. Instead, he

room turned

been staying here with Ian for half a year, and he has never asked me to prepare these for breakfast.

Susan did not speak.

only looked at the young man, who was digging into his breakfast as if nothing was happening around him, in a daze. All of a sudden, a thought entered her

He ate anything I made for him as long as I'm the one who made it. He has never been picky, and he always polished everything off his plate. That's why I thought he liked

the kitchen. For a long, long time, she never

morning. How can

furiously began lecturing her brother once she went down the

did not agree

supposed to eat

"But..."

right, keep it. I'll eat it

the girls were arguing, Ian, who was sitting at the side, interrupted them. After frowning and asking

merrily brought the oatmeal back to

taught Ian a lesson, and he

woman who was still defending her, she

What have I done?

morning, when Susan went to the supermarket, she

Ian usually likes to eat. What about Vivian? I was thinking of cooking something for them. They said it's been a long time since they've eaten homecooked food as they've been

I see. Sure, I'll tell you

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