"Oh." Mrs. Taylor suddenly sighed heavily. She lowered her head in self-reproach and said, "It's my fault, I didn't know what Laura likes to eat. She had a problem with me, and it was natural that she didn't want to come down to dinner. "

Lily went along with Mrs. Taylor's acting. She said sadly, "Mom, you shouldn't blame yourself ..."

Mr. Taylor frowned and snorted coldly, "Don't spoil her for me, if she doesn't eat, let her starve! Jones, don't cook for her."

Jones, standing aside, nodded, "Yes, sir."

Mr. Taylor got up, picked up his suit jacket, which was draped over the back of the chair, and put...