Chapter 42 Chapter Four

When Dilly stepped into the house carrying the big and small bags, she immediately saw Gray sitting on the sofa in the living room.Apparently, he's off work. Gray walked over with a smile, took several big bags from Di Li's hand, looked inside, and said, "Hey, did you buy so many things?" "Most of them are for food." Di Li said as she lifted her pockets to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and put the food in. "What delicious food for me at noon?" Gray asked, hugging Di Li from behind. Dilly was silent for a few seconds, then turned, looked at Gray and said, "I want to talk to you."

Gray froze for a moment, then nodded, and they walked out of the kitchen together and sat on the sofa in the living room. "Is there a problem, honey?" Gray asked. "I noticed something when I went out just now," Di Li said, "Is our family the only one in this villa area? Why can't I see anyone in this area when I go out in the morning?" Gray touched his chin with his hand: "Really?" "Did you see anyone else when you left for work in the morning?" "I didn't pay attention to the problem." Dilly frowned, pretending to be in deep thought.

"Hey, honey," Gray said, "it's not surprising that there are no people living in this area, is it? This is not an ordinary commercial housing area, but a villa area. Maybe those who have Rich people only live here on weekends and holidays?" Di Li thought for a while and said, "Maybe so." "Okay, my sweetheart, don't be suspicious, I'm hungry." Gray patted his stomach, "Go and make lunch, okay?" Di Li nodded, thinking that maybe she really thought too much.She stood up, walked towards the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Grey, I don't think it will be long before you will be the chef in our family, and I can retire early."

"Oh? Why? When did you like eating my cooking?" Gray showed a puzzled expression, "I remember last week in my apartment, I cooked you a bowl of noodles, and you said That stuff is totally pig food." "But the breakfast you made for me this morning is really great! It's completely at the level of a professional chef!" Di Li exclaimed as she put on her apron. At this time, Gray frowned tightly and looked at Di Li motionlessly. "Breakfast? When did I make breakfast in the morning?" He said blankly. Dilly turned around, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Didn't you make the food on the table this morning?"

Gray shook his head in confusion: "I got up a little late this morning, and I went straight to work. Where did I have time to make breakfast?" Dilly was silent for a few seconds, staring at Gray. "You're kidding me, aren't you?" she asked. "Are you kidding me? Dilly, I'm completely confused by you." Gray showed an innocent expression. "Wait," Dilly put her hand on her forehead and made a gesture, "You mean, you didn't make the fried bacon and egg custard in the morning?" "What fried bacon?" Gray became a little anxious, "Di Li, you went to buy vegetables when you went down yesterday. Before that, you also looked through the refrigerator, and there was no food at all. Where did you get the bacon?"

Di Li stared at Gray dumbfounded, suddenly her whole body trembled, her face turned pale, and her feet began to go limp. Gray hurried forward to support Di Li, let her sit on a chair, and asked with concern: "Di Li, what's wrong with you?" Di Li grabbed Gray's arm tightly, and asked with horror on her face, "Grey, you really didn't lie to me? Those foods...are you really not making it?" "My God! You still think I'm joking until now? Why should I lie to you! Am I crazy?" said Gray anxiously. "Then... what are those things I ate? Who made them?" Di Li said tremblingly.