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“It’s ours.” Adrian Zhekova said.

Without him saying it, Cindy Clarke already knew.

As soon as the little one went into the living room with her slippers on, Cindy also went in and changed her shoes.

“Is the housekeeper not here?” Cindy asked after Adrian entered the room. She had been waiting at the door for Adrian but hadn’t started looking around.

If the housekeeper was here, she should have co out by now.

No one had co out, so she must not be here.

“I don’t really like having outsiders around when I’m at ho,” Adrian explained, “So the housekeeper usually cos to clean at set tis and leaves when she’s done. When I’m at ho, she’s usually not here.” “Then how do you eat your als usually?” Cindy asked again.

“I’m usually busy with work, most of my als are at the company. I leave early in the morning, have a simple breakfast at the company, lunch is even more self-explanatory. I sotis eat dinner at a company event or if I need to socialize. If I can get off work on ti, I’d either visit my parents or go to my family mansion. There’s not much ti left when I’m alone at ho. If I really need to dine at ho, I would just call one of the restaurants under Pingla

Corp. and have them deliver food”

Cindy calculated in her head, Adrian never cooked at ho.

Could this man not even boil water?

“What are you thinking about?” Adrian heard Cindy unwittingly speak her thoughts aloud and said with a wry smile, “I can handle the most basic things, at least. I’m not a total idiot about life.”

“Shall we go to see the kitchen first?” Adrian’s suggestion won Cindy’s heart instantly.

Adrian knew that Cindy, as a food blogger and chef.

She spent most of her ti in the kitchen.

These kitchen appliances are her work tools.

So, what Cindy cared about the most was the stuff in the kitchen.

“Sure.” Cindy nodded imdiately, curious about what Adrian, soone who never cooked at ho, could have in his kitchen.

Surprisingly, Adrian’s kitchen was quite well-equipped.

Adrian’s ho kitchen was much bigger than Cindy’s, making it incomparable.

It was spacious, bright, and well-lit even when there wasn’t much natural light outside. The lighting inside the kitchen more than made up for it.

Cindy could imagine that filming videos in this kitchen would have great results.

She automatically had images in her mind based on the framing and visual effects.

Adrian opened the kitchen cabinets, “Although I don’t cook often, I have all the necessary kitchenware. If you see anything that’s not suitable or lacking, we can replace or add it.”

Cindy shook her head, “No need to replace them, I have a lot of them at ho. When I move in, I’ll just bring everything from my place and continue using them.”

Cindy found that the kitchen had ovens and stears that were bigger and more functional than the ones at her place.

However, there weren’t any small appliances.

For example, high-speed blenders, food processors, egg stears, egg beaters, and other not-so-commonly-used appliances that are essential for those who cook frequently were missing.

It was clear that Adrian did not cook at all.

These larger appliances were just there to impress people.

Not to ntion the consumable items like condints, which were absent since Adrian didn’t use them..

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