Without looking up, Jocelyn naturally did not see the tender look in Aren’s face, but she heard what Aren said.
Jocelyn nodded.
Ever since her mother passed away, Jocelyn had not experienced love and care. Now that she had someone who cared and loved her, Jocelyn naturally would be more than happy to spend time with her.
Just when Aren was about to reach out to pat Jocelyn on the head to reward her obedience, Old Madam Brown, who had finished giving instructions in the kitchen, said with delight, “Dinner is almost ready. Come and eat.”
When she entered the living room, she saw Aren raising his hand to pat Jocelyn. The smile on Old Madam Brown’s face grew wider. She had never seen her grandson taking the initiative to approach a girl. In the past, Aren either ignored the rich ladies or chased them away blatantly. Seeing the scene, Old Madam Brown was so emotional that her eyes turned red.
Jocelyn followed Aren to the dining room.
On the rectangular dining table, there was enough food for six people. Old Madam Brown held Jocelyn’s hand and made her sit beside her. “I don’t know what food you like, so I asked the kitchen to prepare more food. I wonder if you like these foods.”
“After dinner, you can write down your favorite food. I’ll get the kitchen to prepare it for you tomorrow.”
Jocelyn nodded, looking at the amiable lady with a smile.
In fact, she wasn’t a picky eater. After all, she did not have a chance to choose her food at the Wilson family. As long as there was food, as long as she could maintain energy for a day, she would not reject even crude black bread, let alone these exquisite and delicious foods.
Jocelyn took out her phone and typed. “I like all of these. Thank you.”
Seeing the message from Jocelyn, Old Madam Brown rubbed her head. She felt that Aren had good taste. The girl he liked was like a milk pudding, sweet and soft. “Grandma will get them to make you something more delicious tomorrow, alright?”
Jocelyn nodded and smiled sweetly.
Aren, who was sitting at the side like an invisible person, watched as Old Madam Brown talked with Jocelyn non-stop and interrupted, “Alright, Grandma, Jocelyn is already hungry. Let her eat first. When she is full and energetic, she can talk with you for the entire night.”
Old Madam Brown slapped her forehead and said apologetically, “Sorry, I forgot about that again. Sometimes, I can get very chatty around people I like.”
“Hurry up and eat. Grandma won’t keep you hungry anymore.”
Jocelyn enjoyed the meal. However, another question emerged. Where should she sleep tonight?
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