Chapter 5 Let me try

Furong Yuan.

In a small single apartment, Dora was busy in the kitchen in an apron. She was cooking dinner.

Outside the kitchen, the pretty boy was hanging around with a glass of milk in his hands. He was curiously looking at the surrounding environment, "Is this the place where Auntie usually lives?"

"Yes. My house is small, not as luxurious as yours."

Dora responded casually, placing the cut vegetables on the plate.

The pretty guy rushed over, raised his head and asked, "Is aunt the only one in the house?"

"Yes."

"Auntie has no family?"

"Of course I have. But they are not here. I'm alone."

The boy became silent, seeming to fear to make her sad. So he hurriedly slapped on her and comforted, "Be good, auntie. I join in your house, there will be two people here."

Dora felt it funny. This little guy was so clever...not as in his age. She liked him more.

"The dishes are ready. Go out to rest, I will take it on the table later."

"All right." The little guy nodded obeidently and went out, sitting on the sofa.

As for Dora, she began burying into cooking.

In order to save money, she always cooked herself. So she had good cook skills.

In less than an hour, Dora had served three dishes and one soup on the table.

There were seafood, ribs, and greens. The perfect combination of meat and vegetable aroused the little boy's appetite.

However, Dora has some concerns.

After all, this was the little prince of the Jones family. He was used to eating delicacies and luxurious food.

Dora Bush filled him with a bowl of rice and said, "Try it first, If it doesn't suit your taste, tell auntie, I will take you out for dinner."

The boy nodded, took the small spoon and stuffed his mouth. He chewed while his cheeks bulged, looking cute.

Dora chuckled and was about to sit down for dinner. However, before that, the doorbell rang eagerly.

Dora couldn't help but feel curious.

There were rarely guests at this time, who would it be?

With doubts, she went to open the door.

A tall figure stood at the door of the house.

The handsome face was like the art of the god. His sexy lips pressed together while his facial features were too delicate to describe.

The tailored suit wrapped the strong body tightly, making him look cooler. The two legs under trousers were slender. Every place of his body was perfect.

This was the first time Dora saw such an outstanding man in her life.

For a while, she forgot to react.

When she finally reacted to ask the man's identity, 'bang', a sound came from behind.

Dora was startled. She hurriedly looked back, seeing the pretty boy throwing the spoon on the table and humming proudly, then stepped on his short legs and rushed into the room.

And, he shut up the door!

Arno was speechless, so was Dora.

Dora was puzzled.

"Miss, I'm Arno Jones, Andy's father." At this time, the man introduced himself.

Dora was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

She thought that sooner or later, members of the Jones family would come here, but she did not expect that Arno Jones would come in person.

She had once heard of this man before.

Rumor has it that this man was low-key, cold-hearted, and a legend in the business world.

His younger brother, Bill Jones, was also well-known in the business world.

In the past, such a person might not be able to have any connections with her, Dora Bush. But today, he came to her shabby house in person!

Dora tried hard to calm down, "Hello, do you come to pick Andy back?"

"Yeah." Arno nodded, glanced in and asked, "Can I go in?"

"Of course." Dora quickly turned sideways.

Arno strode in. With a height of over 1.8 meters, he stood in the middle of this house, making Dora feel her house smaller and more cramped.

Arno didn't have any reactions, only looked around subconsciously.

Although the house is small, it was warmly decorated, and there were hot meals on the table, looking inexplicably...warm.

Arno didn't know why he had such thoughts.

Before coming, he had read the information of Dora Bush, and got a rough idea of the girl's background.

At that time, he felt that Dora Bush approached Andy with her purposes.

After all, according to external rumors, he might have no interests toward women, and Andy didn't like to approach strange women, either. It was such a rare chance for this woman that Andy liked her, this woman would must please Andy.

Dora stood behind him, unaware of his thoughts.

It was just that she was embarrassed when she noticed Arno look into the dishes on the table.

"They are all simple dishes. The young master may not be used to it."

Hearing the words, Arno said lightly, "He is not that precious. He can eat everything. Thank for taking care of him, Miss. Bush."

Dora hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No, Andy is a good boy. Emmm, I don't know why, he..."

"It's not your fault, Miss Bush. He is angry with me."

With that, Arno walked to the bedroom door, knocked on the door, and said, "Andy, it's time to go home, come out."

Andy had no reply.

Arno seemed to have known the result. He patiently said, "It has been three days, it's time to calm down. You are no longer a three-year-old."

When Dora heard this, she wanted to laugh for no reason.

Andy remained indifferent.

Arno raised his eyebrows, and his tone turned cold. "Andy Jones, one minute, come out now. Or I will break in!"

Finally, there was a little reaction. But he seemed have no meaning to come out.

Dora couldn't keep still.

Threaten and intimidate? How could a boy like this?

So she couldn't help but make a suggestion, "Mr. Jones, how about... let me try?"