She was disappointed to think that the relationship between her and Manuel had become like this.
"I'm not sure, but I will find the murderer." Manuel's voice was cold.
Irene hurriedly put the small table on the bed and took out the thermos.
"Try it. I made it myself." Her cheeks were red.
Manuel did not refuse because of Koen's instructions. He took a sip and put down the spoon.
"It tastes good."
Irene smiled, "If you like it, I can often make it for you.
"Manuel, Grandpa asked me about our relationship today. He said that he had discussed it with Koen. If it's okay with you, we can get engaged first."
Manuel frowned. "Irene, I only treat you as a sister."
"But I didn't treat you as a brother. Manuel, I always thought that you would understand my feelings." Irene looked at Manuel with grievance.
She was very nervous. Would Manuel marry her?
"Irene, we..."