Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Xyla Quest saw Betty Starmount's pretty face.

Xyla immediately opened the door and stepped forward to look at Betty. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to ask you if you'd come home for breakfast. I made a lot of delicious food. You didn't pick up when I called earlier. That's why I came over..." Betty said.

Betty's tone was as gentle as she was as a person.

Although Betty didn't have any makeup on, she was still charming.

"I might have accidentally set my phone on silent mode. That's why I didn't hear you calling. I was about to call home earlier to say that I won't be going for breakfast this morning... I want to eat the pork rib noodles my husband made..." Xyla said.

A look of disappointment briefly appeared in Betty's eyes. "Oh... Forget it... Next time then... Oh, right. I made you some bird's nest. I'll bring it over to you later..."

Xyla shook her head. "It's fine... I don't feel like having any today. You can keep it for yourself and my father."

"Oh... Alright then. Are you coming home for dinner? Jeremy said he wants to have a hot pot. He also said it's only lively when the whole family is around," Betty said. "Alright. I'll be home tonight," Xyla said.

Betty smiled satisfactorily. "Okay... I'll get ready in advance.

"You don't have to do too much. Text me on WeChat to let me know what ingredients you need. I'll bring them over when I head home," Xyla said.

"Okay. I'm off then. Goodbye..." Betty said.

With that, Betty lifted her hand and waved at Xyla.

Xyla also waved in return.

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