Old Master Forrester heard it and said cheerfully, "Does Thornton like this soup? Then from now on, every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I’ll have the chef prepare it and send it to your apartnt."
Sienna Thornton was about to say "no need, no need", but Simon Forrester laughed: "Grandpa, no matter how good this soup is, drinking it three days a week is a bit much, don’t you think?"
"If it’s good for the body, drink it even if it’s too much!"
Talking about "good for the body", the old man’s eyes circled around Sienna Thornton’s slender arms, and then he asked, "Thornton, do you eat lunch at the office now?"
Sienna Thornton nodded: "Yes, our working hours are from nine in the morning to five in the afternoon, with just an hour for lunch."
"And what do you eat for lunch?"
"I just order takeout. Takeout apps are quite convenient nowadays."
The old man’s face imdiately turned very serious: "That won’t do! How can you keep ordering takeout? Starting Monday, I’ll have the old house’s chef prepare als and send them to your office!"
Sienna Thornton: "..."
Simon Forrester was drinking soup and said, "She’s not the only one at the office; there are other lawyers and assistants too. Having her eat ho-delivered als alone there would be quite embarrassing."
Sienna Thornton quickly nodded in agreent: "Exactly! We all order lunch together and eat together."
Old Master Forrester didn’t say anything further, realizing preparing lunch for dozens of people would be too much for the old house’s chef.
The old man was a bit annoyed, muttering to himself: "You’ll need to start having children soon; the body needs good care. Eating out every day won’t do..."
Sienna Thornton: "..."
Simon Forrester: "..."
Seeing that the two youngsters remained silent, Old Master Forrester asked again: "When do you two plan to get married? Jules is not so young anymore; you should settle down!"
Simon Forrester, dissatisfied, said: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? I’m twenty-eight, okay?"
Sienna Thornton: "..."
Old Master Forrester shot him a sharp look: "Why don’t you say you’re eighteen? Not yet of legal age?"
Simon Forrester grinned sheepishly: "My ntal age is eighteen! Actually, I’m still not ready for marriage!"
Old Master Forrester then assud Simon Forrester didn’t want to get married or take responsibility, and scolded him throughout the lunch.
anwhile, Sienna Thornton, having soone to take the bla for her, focused on her al and enjoyed it.
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After lunch, they sent Old Master Forrester for a nap, and finally, Simon Forrester could find so peace, resting his head on Sienna Thornton’s lap, passing the ti by scrolling through the design firm’s official Weibo.
Sienna Thornton was quite full and didn’t feel like eating any fruit. She just sat there watching TV, chatting with Simon Forrester from ti to ti.
The TV was currently showing a youthful romance drama, a genre Sienna Thornton seldom watched. She watched a bit and couldn’t help but have an "auntie smile" on her face.
Simon Forrester, scrolling through his phone, occasionally looked up at her, noticing her foolish smile, so he turned his head to glance at the TV.
The TV screen magnified the male lead’s face, a young-looking actor with rosy lips and white teeth, a baby face full of collagen.
Simon Forrester disdainfully withdrew his gaze and nudged Sienna Thornton with his elbow, scoffing, "Is this what you like to watch?"
Sienna Thornton was engrossed in the drama, not thinking much, and instinctively responded with "Mm."
Simon Forrester: "...Change the channel! I want to watch the news!" Saying this, he reached for the remote, pressed a button, and the TV channel switched.
The TV suddenly cut off, snapping Sienna Thornton back to reality. She looked down at him angrily and tried to grab the remote from his hand to switch back to the previous channel.
Simon Forrester wouldn’t give it to her. He leaped up from the sofa, stretched his long arm, and held the remote high above his head.
Sienna Thornton stood up and tried to grab it too, reaching up and jumping several tis, but after a while, she gave up.
She sat back on the sofa, took out her phone, and provocatively glared at Simon Forrester: "Hmph, I’ll watch it on my phone!"
She started searching for the drama on her phone, but Simon Forrester hurried over, trying to grab her phone, only for her to suddenly snatch the remote out of his hand.
She promptly ran away, switched the TV back to the previous channel, and stuck her tongue out at Simon Forrester: "I win!"
Simon Forrester, expressionless, sneered: "Childish!" Saying this, he tried to slyly unplug the digital TV.
Sienna Thornton cried out, running over to stop him. The two wrestled together, causing quite a commotion, when suddenly a young voice ca from the outer courtyard.
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