Gallon almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
She actually… called him uncle?!
Was he so old?
Claire stepped into the room, and Dora followed behind.
Gallon asked. "Who is this little girl?"
"My classmate." Claire opened the refrigerator, took a bottle of yogurt, and threw it to Dora.
This girl had been sticking to her all day long like her shadow.
Dora sat on the sofa and watched TV while drinking yogurt, not feeling restrained at all.
Soon, the meal was ready.
The table was full of vegetables.
Claire pulled the chair out and sat down, frowning. "Why is there even not a piece of meat?"
Gallon sighed. "I invested all my money in that time machine project. I have to save money, so just make do."
Claire picked a piece of green vegetables and put it in her mouth. "Don't invest. These are all scams."
"No, it's not a scam!" Dora suddenly intervened.
