NOVPUBChapter 1057: Chapter 1057: This is Zhao Dingli’s First Reaction to the Problem_1 Chapter 1057 -1057: This is Zhao Dingli’s First Reaction to the Problem_1 She was sitting up at the moment, one hand propping up her face, half dozing off.
She only needed to spare a little attention to look after the fire.
Just then, her mobile phone buzzed with a incoming Whatsapp voice call.
It roused Peggy Lewis once again.
Peggy Lewis present throughout was a start.
She opened her eyes to look at her phone and saw it was Cindy, then glanced at the time on her phone screen.
She thought to herself, thankfully Cindy called at this time.
...
Otherwise, she might have dozed off inadvertently.
Peggy Lewis promptly answered, “Cindy?
Why are you calling so early?”
“I figured you might be up by now,” Cindy replied, “You’re up, right?”
“Don’t worry, I’m up,” Peggy Lewis said with a chuckle.
“Didn’t you ask me for a stomach-nourishing soup and porridge recipe yesterday?” Cindy asked, “How did it go?
Have you tried it?
Was it successful?”
“The ingredients listed in your recipe are quite common, and it’s also simple to boil them.
I just need to keep an eye on the fire,” Peggy Lewis said, “I managed it quite well.”
When Cindy heard this, she immediately asked, “What?
You’ve already tried it?”
Only then did Peggy Lewis, somewhat sheepishly, admit: “I am actually making the soup right now.”
“Making soup early in the morning?” Cindy immediately understood, “Planning to send it to the company with my Fourth Uncle.”
Laughing to herself, Cindy had never expected that Peggy Lewis would become so diligent for the sake of Lyke Zhekova.
Clearly, Peggy Lewis had truly fallen for Lyke Zhekova, she just wouldn’t admit it herself.
If she were not in love, Peggy Lewis wouldn’t have done something to this extent.
“Yeah, I figure he ruined his stomach by always drinking such strong black coffee because of his busy work schedule and not eating on time.
If he carries the soup to the office, he can have it at noon.
Even if he doesn’t have time to eat, having some soup as a base to warm his stomach should make things a little better.”
“Now, I have two pots going at the same time.
One pot for soup, and one pot for porridge.” Peggy Lewis said.
She had assumed that with her capability, she wouldn’t even be able to handle one, let alone two.
However, now she was actually managing both.
Peggy Lewis herself was astounded.
Sometimes you really need to push yourself.
Without giving it a try, you wouldn’t know what you’re capable of.
“Having some warm and comforting porridge for breakfast would be nice.
Starting the day like this feels wonderful.”
“But with doing things this way, what time did you have to get up?” Cindy asked.
“It’s not so bad, I woke up at five, which was bearable,” Peggy Lewis replied.
“That’s too tough on you, you have work too.
I’m more concerned about you than my Fourth Uncle.”
“I’ll just give it a try first.
If it proves too hard to keep up, I’ll adjust.” Peggy Lewis wasn’t very confident in herself.
She’s used to working hard.
But there’s one thing she can’t stand–compromising her sleep.
She loves to sleep too much.
Cindy gave up persuading her any further.
No way, who could resist love’s potency?
Peggy Lewis was under its influence now.
Even as her best friend, she couldn’t interfere too much.
Nevertheless, Cindy still jealously said with some envy: “Ah, I never thought that my Fourth Uncle would be the first to taste something cooked by you.
Have Mr.
and Mrs.
tasted it yet?
I haven’t either.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
The truth in Cindy’s words left her speechless.
Peggy Lewis said, “Pick a time and come over to my place.
I’ll prepare a meal for Mr.
and Mrs.
and you together.”
In reality, Peggy Lewis herself felt it was somewhat inappropriate.
She hasn’t even cooked a meal for her own parents yet, but she already did for Lyke Zhekova.
Peggy Lewis felt she was being somewhat unreasonable.
Not to mention, all this time, Cindy had been the one cooking for her.
Now, Cindy and Morgan Zhekova hadn’t even gotten the chance to taste something cooked by her.
“It’s a deal then,” Cindy wouldn’t let this matter just slide by, she was really anxious to taste Peggy’s cooking.
She never had before.
Nevermind whether it tasted good or not; the feeling was already different.
“I mean it,” Peggy Lewis said.
Thinking about it, Cindy said, “You’re coming to the family mansion this weekend, so you probably can’t make it.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Why did she have to go?
Could she make up an excuse not to go?
“Then…
how about next week?” Cindy said, “Next Saturday, I’ll come with Morgan to visit Mr.
and Mrs.
It’s been a while since they last saw each other.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Even though she agreed, she didn’t expect Cindy to plan everything so quickly.
“Will Adrian Zhekova be willing to let you visit my place?” Peggy Lewis asked.
Her parents don’t know Adrian Zhekova, and if he was to go along, her parents would definitely feel uncomfortable.
So naturally, Cindy wouldn’t bring Adrian along.
But given Adrian’s temperament, would he allow Cindy to leave him behind?
“It’s just one day, what’s the big deal?
Don’t make him out to be so clingy,” Cindy said.
Peggy Lewis really wanted to chuckle.
Adrian is not being clingy, huh?
Isn’t he a little too clingy for your taste, huh?
“It’s settled then,” Cindy decided, “Think about what dishes you want to prepare.
If there’s something you don’t know how to cook, let me know and I’ll send you the recipe.”
Peggy Lewis: “…”
“Fine,” Peggy Lewis agreed, without any intention of backing out.
“Peggy?”
At that moment, Cindy heard her Fourth Uncle’s voice through the phone.
Hearing Lyke Zhekova’s voice through Peggy Lewis’s phone so early in the morning was a strange sensation.
Cindy originally wanted to ask Peggy Lewis about her being threatened if she had time.
But since Lyke Zhekova showed up, Cindy had to postpone it.
So she hurriedly told Peggy Lewis: “I heard Fourth Uncle’s voice, I’ll hang up first.
Let’s talk later.”
Before Peggy Lewis had a chance to say anything, Cindy ended the call.
All that was left was Peggy Lewis staring at her phone blankly, her words reaching her lips but unable to voice them out.
But her instincts told her that Cindy must have come up with some sort of scenario in her head.
Hearing Lyke Zhekova’s voice, Peggy Lewis had no choice but to put down her phone.
Just then, Lyke Zhekova walked into the kitchen.
“I smelled something good.
What are you making?” Lyke Zhekova asked.
“Didn’t I get a recipe from Cindy?
I’m preparing porridge for you, and there’s also soup simmering on the side,” Peggy explained, “Let’s have porridge for breakfast.
As for the soup, keep it simmering and fill the thermos before you leave.
Don’t forget to have it at the office at noon.”
Frowning slightly, Lyke Zhekova asked, “To make all this, what time did you wake up in the morning?”
Peggy Lewis hadn’t expected Lyke Zhekova’s first reaction to be this question.
