Chapter 1989
- At this moment, Daniella slowly walked over: "Carl, my grandmother wants to know if there's anything you'd like to eat. She's worried the food she makes might not suit your taste."
- "We're not that particular, as long as it's clean and healthy." Carl turned back, polite and courteous, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth. "We can't eat much anyway, just make a little."
- Daniella nodded: "Okay, I'll go tell my grandmother."