David slightly regretted speaking to her; she wouldn’t stop talking.
Moreover, he had skipped breakfast to avoid his parents, and now her chatter had made him hungry.
However, once they reached the picnic spot, Zoe quickly cooked so golden, sweet egg custard pastries. After eating two and having a cup of Bi Luo Chun brewed with mountain spring water, David felt completely refreshed.
Isabella had already had breakfast, but the pastries slled so good she couldn’t resist grabbing one to try.
Seeing her only take one, David and the others quickly divided the rest among themselves.
David noticed that Harry Hunter didn’t have one and thought he was just being reserved and didn’t want to snatch food from them, hesitatingly offering a pastry. "Young Master, have one."
Harry was both amused and exasperated, not realizing his bodyguards were such foodies.
Before, they had even fought over roast chicken, with David climbing up to the tree top to prevent others from taking it.
"Go away, I don’t want it."
He was already full from breakfast and not hungry now.
As soon as David heard he didn’t want it, he quickly stuffed it into his own mouth.
The Young Master truly is from a wealthy family, having eaten too many good things and doesn’t care for these pastries, but he sure does.
Who knows who might marry Zoe in the future—such happiness!
David wasn’t too satisfied as he glanced at the handso David, having noticed earlier that Zoe let him eat the first two pastries she made and even poured him the first cup of tea. All the good stuff went to David.
The main thing was that David didn’t even smile at her. She was chatting happily with him, yet he was indifferent.
Usually, David wasn’t like this. In the company, he wasn’t much of a talker but had a good rapport with people. He was known to be from a wealthy family, but he didn’t have any of the typical rich kid’s temper.
David squeezed in next to him and interacted with Zoe very warmly, hoping to please the chef so he could get more food at lunch.
Zoe was also easy-going, engaging in a pleasant conversation with David and even promised to make spicy crayfish for him.
David was pushed aside by David, standing behind the two, staring at the back of David’s head as if his gaze could bore a hole through it.
David, oblivious to it all, was having such a great ti chatting with Zoe that he montarily forgot she was a woman and casually placed his arm on her shoulder.
He often spoke to Grace Watt like this, who was usually unfazed by it, having beco accustod to it.
But Zoe stiffened entirely.
Yet she knew David had no other intentions, just treating her like a buddy, so she didn’t shove him away, remaining tense as the pastries burned.
Suddenly, David spoke up, "David, the boss is calling you."
David went into combat mode imdiately, abandoning the pastries, and rushed to Harry’s side: "Young Master, did you call ?"
Harry looked baffled, "No."
David retreated, embarrassed, and turned to glare at David, only to see him now standing next to Zoe, having seized the breakfast ant for him.
Great, it was a classic diversion tactic!
Zoe glanced at David beside her, her heart slightly surprised. Did he notice her discomfort and co to her rescue?
Who would’ve thought he had such a considerate side?
She really wasn’t used to being close to n like this and didn’t know how to react.
She had always been a follower beside her sister, Cherry Lewis, with all the attention on her sister. n only wanted to get close to her sister, and even those who occasionally approached her were just trying to get closer to Cherry.
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