Chapter 176: Can I Come to Your Home for a Meal? <fnbc66> Get full chapters from find·novel</fnbc66>


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    Emily Walker pursed her lips slightly and didn’t say much. Instead, she turned to Be Stuart, “Lady Stuart, we’re going to leave now.”


    Saying that, the siblings were about to leave.


    Watching their departing figures, Be immediately chased after them, “Hey, I have so many questions to ask you!”


    Seeing her rushing up, Emily looked surprised, and with a frown, stared at her.


    “I, I want to ask you, are you feeling better?” Ever since thest time she saw her pale and leaving the hospital, Be had been quite concerned about her.


    Hearing the question, Emily smiled. She wasn’t used to the sudden change in


    Be yet. “I’m much better now, thank you.”


    “Oh…” Be nodded her head, eyes downcast, as if she still had a lot of questions to ask but couldn’t think of anything for the moment.


    Following her drooping gaze, Be spotted the transparent bag in Emily’s hand.


    “What’s that?”


    Emily looked where she was pointing, “Instant noodles.”


    Instant noodles? Weren’t those the noodles her brother wanted to make for Cam Walker recently? Be furrowed her brows in confusion before looking back up at Emily. “Why did you buy these?”


    Embarrassed by this topic, Emily still didn’t feel too ashamed and just told the truth, “We haven’t had dinner yet, so we thought we’d take them home to cook.”


    Upon hearing that, Be’s eyes lit up, “Cooked? Can Ie over to your ce to eat?!”


    She looked at Emily with glowing eyes, holding her clothes near her chest with both hands and begging.


    Caught off guard by her sudden reaction, Emily hesitated and asked, “Come to my ce to eat?”


    “Yes!” Be nodded her head eagerly, having wanted to try this taste for a long time!


    ‘ Emily was dumbfounded. What was going on with young Miss Foster? She actually wanted to go to her house to eat instant noodles?


    Looking at her expectant gaze, Emily somehow agreed, possibly unable to resist her pitiful, pleading look.


    The three of them arrived at a residential building, where Emily and her brother lived on the second floor.


    Looking at the decent environment of the residential area, it was Be’s first time visiting such a ce.


    They entered the living room, which was small in Be’s perspectivepared to her own house.


    She sat down on the small sofa in the living room and as a courtesy, Cam Walker poured her a ss of boiled water.


    Looking at the water ss on the tea table, Be didn’t like it. As a habit, she looked up and asked, “Do you have anything like fruit juice?”


    Hearing that, Cam Walker hesitated, as young Miss Foster was really hard to serve, “Sorry, we don’t have those things.”


    “…” They didn’t even have fruit juice? Be was skeptical.


    Emily came out of the kitchen, having put the stuff away. As neither she nor her brother liked fruit juice, they didn’t have any of those things.


    “How about I make you a cup of milk tea instead?” Serving the guest with boiled water didn’t seem too considerate.


    The only thing Emily could think of was Mandarins Duck Milk Tea, as she remembered that Be loved to drink milk tea from her store when she was working there.


    However, she wasn’t sure if Be would like Mandarins Duck Milk Tea.


    A few minutester, Emily brought a cup of Mandarins Duck Milk Tea in front of Be, “But it’s not pudding-vored.”


    “It’s fine!” It was better than boiled water, Beughed.


    She took a small sip of the milk tea, a faint bitterness mixed with a thick milky aroma. It tasted somewhat simr to coffee but with its own unique vor..