Arabella Vanderbilt couldn't help but laugh, "Are you sure, you really want to do all these?"
Joel Russo looked at her again, "What's wrong?"
Arabella shook her head and walked to the counter to take the two bags he had brought.
He really bought a lot of stuff.
"Although I am very clear about your capabilities, Mr. Russo, you have to go to work in a while, and with the dishes you mentioned, they cannot be done within an hour."
"..."
Arabella looked at the contents of the bags and finally sighed, "How about firepot, is that okay?"
Joel Russo frowned, obviously not very convinced.
"I haven't had it for a long time, I want to eat it."
"Okay, then let's have firepot." Joel Russo nodded.
Arabella paused slightly, feeling a surge of warmth in her heart all of a sudden.
In the end, Arabella started to get busy, and Joel Russo stood in the kitchen for a long while, probably wanting to help but ending up only watching, not knowing where to start.
"What can I do?"
