The whole room was silent.
The host asked three times, then made the final decision.
Maeve Meng snapped back to reality, puffed up her cheeks, and curiously asked, "Uncle, why did you buy that chicken leg? You can't eat it!"
"Haha." Caiden Ward couldn't stop laughing. He pinched her cheek affectionately and said, "It can't be eaten, but you can look at it. Consider it a little gift from Uncle to you."
"..." Maeve Meng was momentarily stunned and surprised, "It's for me?"
"You don't want it?" Caiden Ward raised an eyebrow.
"Um." Maeve Meng's black, shiny eyes darted around twice as she looked troubled and said, "Although I prefer real fried chicken, since Uncle said it's for me, I'll reluctantly accept it..."
Caiden Ward chuckled and messed up her hair completely.
The mushroom head turned into a bird's nest.
Maeve Meng: "..."
Blair Chester on the side was even more exasperated.
She glanced at Caiden Ward, nearly fuming.
