Chapter 1229: 550 Destined_2

Agave Rinto walked over and sat down opposite Aubree Groove, "When did my little Auntie start liking cleanliness so much?"

"So you mean I was messy before?"

Agave Rinto was stumped.

Aubree Groove was never messy, but she always handled people and matters with a warm, spring-rain-like gentleness, believing that even a speck of dust had its value.

But her rejection just now was quite apparent.

This was too odd.

Soon, the owner served two bowls of wonton. Aubree Groove took a light sniff, a fragrant aroma wafting towards her.

She picked up a spoon, ladling up a wonton and slowly brought it to her mouth.

Agave Rinto fixed his gaze on her, not blinking.

The Young Lady's red lips slightly parted, just as the wonton was about to disappear, the hand holding the spoon suddenly stiffened.

With the wonton close to her lips, she was in a predicament.

Under the obscure light of the night, the Young Lady's eyes were slightly lowered, her expression unchanging.