As soon as Melford finished speaking, Altsin told him, "Tomato and egg noodle soup, made by Chelsea herself."

He then licked his lips, pretending to savor the taste.

"You actually ate her cooking?!"

Melford was instantly agitated. He rushed over and said, "Is there any left? I'm still hungry... Damn, you didn't leave me a bite!"

He looked at the empty bowl, the aroma still lingering, and turned to Chelsea with pleading eyes. "I want some too. Can you make me a bowl?"

Hadwin, standing at the door, sighed helplessly. These two grown men, couldn't they show a little more dignity?

Chelsea wiped her mouth and said calmly, "No time...