Time passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was noon.
On the table of the Alejandre family, there
where a few of Francis's favorite dishes.
The only person sitting at the table was
Francis. Zoey had not come back yet, and Sophia might have woken up too early. She had not woken up until now, so he didn't even find an excuse to call Zoey to come back home.
After glancing at a few dishes, he picked up his chopsticks and picked up the nearest plate with his favorite dish. After tasting it, he frowned and said, "the dishes today have no taste."
Yaya Sally, who was waiting on the side, expressed that she did not believe it. "Sir, ang dishes ho na nakahanda ngayon ay niluto ng chef ng family ninyo. Paano ho ninyo nasabi na walang lasa ang pagkain?"
As for those who had been cookin
