Shirley Miller had just come downstairs when she caught the strong scent of fish.
"It smells so good! Auntie Liu, your cooking skills are getting increasingly domineering!"
The housekeeper Auntie Liu laughed, "This isn't my doing. Mr. Flores himself took to the kitchen to make this, and I can't hold a candle to his culinary prowess."
"Carson Flores?"
Shirley Miller looked surprised. He could cook?
Wearing an apron, Carson Flores came out of the kitchen with a basin of spicy sliced fish, and seeing Shirley Miller on the stairs, he smiled naturally, "All done with work? Go wash your hands and let's eat."
Shirley Miller felt a peculiar emotion and silently went to wash her hands before sitting down at the table, "Grandpa, did you catch these fish yourself?"
Parker Miller laughed, "The big grass carp was caught by little Carson. Without him today, we wouldn't be having this meal."
Carson Flores actually went fishing with Grandpa?
