Kiara quickly handed the phone to Mario Yuno and then dashed off to apply a face mask.
What are husbands for?
Career scapegoats!
Mario Yuno answered the phone, smiling.
"Mom, it's me."
"Oh my! Edward got off work, haven't you! Are you tired? Have you eaten yet? That damn Kiara didn't cook again, did she? " Kiara's mother asked Mario Yuno very kindly, treating her daughter and son-in-law with completely different attitudes.
"Haven't eaten yet, I'm going to make noodles for Kiara in a bit."
"Oh dear, why doesn't this child learn! How can you be cooking—make sure you put some shrimp in the noodles, or there won't be any nutrition!"
"Yes, yes, mom, you're right. There are still some of the bottled frozen shrimp you brought over last time in the fridge. I'll add more. Kiara has been busy today, and I thought we'd have some satisfying noodles together. We already celebrated outside at noon; my mother and brother were also there."
