"Oh? Not specially learned for someone? I've also heard that women are willing to cook because they want to capture a man's stomach." The middle-aged man deliberately glanced at Kevin Cliff, who was walking over with a child.
Charlotte Green looked over awkwardly, and he just happened to look up too, their eyes met, and her heart fluttered uncontrollably.
Even though he was in sporty casual attire and walked with a slight unsteadiness, he still stood out distinctly, a crane amongst chickens.
And she also saw the anger in his eyes. She smiled and said, "Indeed, I did put in the effort because of a man."