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“Have you just returned?”
“Yeah.”
“Have you had dinner?”
“Yes!
Paul couldn’t help but chuckle. “Wait fora moment
With that, he turned and went back to his home. He emerged shortly after with a lunchbox in hand.
It's still warm. | hope you can make do with this,” Paul said with a smile as he handed it over.
Miranda blinked in surprise. “This is...” It didn’t look like takeout, but if it was a homemade meal, why was
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it in a lunchbox?
“My family brought it over for me.”
“No, no, | can’t take it. You should keep it for yourself.”
“Paul said, “I've already eaten. This is an extra portion.
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“Oh, | see...” Miranda was a little tempted. She was exhausted, but she didn’t want to order takeout, even less
cooking for herself.
Paul's offer was like a godsend.
“Alright then. Thank you, Dr. Jefferson. I'll wash the lunchbox and return it to you after I'm done.”
“Okay.”
Miranda took the lunchbox inside and opened the lid, releasing a puff of steam. It really was still hot.
The lunchbox had three layers. The
first layer was filled with steagying
rice. The sgoandiapér{ras packed
With frieat dishes such as pork ribs,
beef brisket, and roasted chicken.
The third layer was divided into two compartments, one filled with vegetables and the other containing soup.
The balanced combination of dishes smelt incredibly appetizing
Meanwhile, the lights were blazing
brightly at the Jefferson manor.
Susan sat down fora Epnervblt
qpickly $dod i again as she paced
around the living room. After a few
steps, she sat back down, only to
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She repeated this cycle over and over again.
Felix felt dizzy from watching her
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Annoyed, Susan snapped back, “It’s all because of your son!”
Felix was puzzled. “Which son are you talking about?”
“Who else could it be? Our third son!”
“Paul?” Felix was even more surprised.
His youngest son had been independent since he was young and rarely caused any trouble. As he older, Paul
beceven more disciplined, more so than his own father.
grew
The friends Felix hung out with often complained about their kid's being good-for-nothing or rebellious
hooligans. However, Felix never had such concerns.